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... d barely felt anything at the time.
It was better that way. Comfortably numb.
Even without resorting to Memory Palace, I remembered that it’d been raining. But only because of the puddles. The puddles that reflected my bruised and bloody face when I walked out.
It had sank in slowly.
The vacant look in his eyes as he stared up at me. The limpness of his limbs. The angle of his neck.
The way my hand hung in the air, waiting for him to grab it, for him to ge ...
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