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The early sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting long shadows over the shiny mahogany table. Though the heater was on, its warmth didn't quite penetrate the room's core. It felt empty, quiet, as if something essential had been removed from its essence.
And it had.
A day had passed since Milan had stood on the pitch, waving to the fans with watery eyes and a tired smile. A day since the chants. The shoulder claps and the goodbye.
Now, the room he once a ...
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