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... ched endlessly, heavy and suffocating, as though time itself had slowed out of respect... or perhaps grief. She sat on the cold floor, her back against the bed, her knees drawn close to her chest, her fingers curled tightly into the fabric of her dress like it was the only thing anchoring her to reality.
Julian never left.
He stayed right there beside her, silent, steady, his presence a quiet kind of strength. At some point, he had sat down next to her, his shoulder brushing hers ...
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