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... a moment, he simply sat behind the wheel, staring at the familiar door. His chest tightened, every breath heavier than the last. When he finally stepped out, his feet felt like they were weighed down by stones.
He stood in front of the apartment door, his hand hovering over the knob but refusing to touch it. He closed his eyes, exhaling slowly, bracing himself for whatever waited inside. His mind raced with thoughts. What should I say? How do I face her now? Will she accept me, knowing I ...
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