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... ven though the jet was quiet and smooth, my mind was loud, full of worries that refused to rest.
Peter sat across from me, reading something on his tablet, while the boys stared out the window. None of them spoke. Not even Ozzy.
I kept glancing at them, wanting to say something, anything, but every word felt heavy, trapped somewhere in my throat.
The silence was worse than noise.
It was cold.
It reminded me of the distance I had built between us, a distanc ...
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