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... , carrying an undercurrent of finality that I did not expect to come from him. There was no hesitation, and barely any trace of warmth. His gaze was unwavering, but there was something behind his eyes I couldn’t quite decipher, perhaps it was shame or guilt or anger, I don’t know.
All I knew was that his words had hit me hard, stabbing through my chest and into my heart like sharp daggers. I stood frozen in place, unable to move, the words ringing in my ears, replaying in my head like a ...
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