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... of my mouth before I could stop them, the trembling in my voice betraying the storm inside me. My fingers clutched the edge of my blanket as if it alone could anchor me to reality—if this was reality.
"I can’t believe what happened today."
I stared at the empty space in front of me as if it might suddenly offer me answers. It didn’t. The room remained quiet, the lights soft, the air still. Nothing made sense. Nothing could make sense. How could today possibly be real?
"I ...
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