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... through their trials, Callian couldn’t forget one specific person.
He opened the door, and the quiet of his house wrapped around him like a suffocating shroud.
Upstairs, in his room, the darkness swallowed him.
He reached for the dresser, yanking the top drawer open with more force than necessary.
Clothes tumbled out, forgotten fabrics, but he ignored the mess.
His hands found the black shirt first, then the matching pants.
The cotton felt rough a ...
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