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... , his mother, whom he had always believed had buried her emotions somewhere unreachable, cried.
The whole living room was filled with the quiet sound of her breaking. Not loud. Not messy. Just raw. As if every tear had waited years for permission to fall.
She sat down slowly, her shoulders trembling as she tried to hold herself together, but failed. Eryx didn’t say a word at first. He couldn’t. He had no memory of this woman ever cracking, not when his father died, not when his b ...
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