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... y thing that felt real.
Noah’s frame was smaller than it should have been, sharp angles and bird-like bones that felt far too fragile for the world he was forced to inhabit.
His sobbing wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t loud. It was the quiet, rhythmic shaking of a man who had been holding his breath for twenty years and had finally found a pocket of oxygen.
It was the sound of a structural collapse, years of architectural pretense finally giving way to the gravity of the truth. ...
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