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... s. The marks weren't fresh, but they weren't old either. Faintly pink, they seemed only a week or two healed, their jagged edges a haunting reminder of his inner turmoil.
Olivia's breath hitched, her chest tightening painfully as her gaze fell on the evidence of his suffering. Her fingers trembled as they hovered over the scars, her lips parting as though to say something, but no words came.
"I'm sorry," she whispered finally, her voice breaking. Tears filled her eyes, threatenin ...
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