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... ges curled like dying petals.
He found a children's story his sister used to read him.
Clutched it like it might bring her back.
He didn't say a word.
He didn't have to.
Weeks passed. Fights. Near-starvation. A near bite.
But we made it through together—barely.
He was my compass in the chaos.
And I was his anchor in the flood.
So when we reached the gates of Haven—a rumored safe zone—I should've been relieved.
Instea ...
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