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Aiden stepped into his room, his footsteps slow as if weighed down by an invisible burden. The room was quiet, save for the rhythmic ticking of the clock on the wall. He approached the full-length mirror on the far side of the room, his reflection greeting him with an eerie stillness.
Aiden frowned, reaching up and running his fingers through his hair, feeling the waves shift under his touch. His fingers tugged harder, ruffling it further, as if by disrupting the neatne ...
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