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... e visitation room feeling like I’d just walked through a storm. My chest was tight, my thoughts heavier than the air I breathed. I wanted justice, but not like this. Seeing Reagan like that, stripped of everything, broken in spirit... it didn’t feel like victory. It felt like a loss.
He’d already been punished long before he was arrested. And I wasn’t God to decide how much more he should pay.
Oliver walked beside me, quiet for a while before finally asking, "Will you also see Ra ...
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