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... ll manageable, but the deep emotional trauma was truly fatal.
Fesari slumped on the sofa, his mouth severely injured, every breath feeling like his gums were in agony, but as he looked at the mushy watermelon below his feet, his legs were too weak to lift.
It was difficult to even think about walking.
He knew people had left, but he dared not go to the door to check, he knew he should call for help, but he dared not dial the emergency number.
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