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... the mud.
His jaw clenched tight, his teeth grinding together as he fought back the sobs.
The cold rain mixed with his tears, washing over his face like the sky itself was mocking his weakness.
His chest heaved, his breathing ragged.
Then—he looked up.
His raging eyes locked onto the dark, stormy sky.
"I... I’ll change.
Whatever it takes."
His voice was low, but filled with something raw—something dangerous.
A storm wasn’t j ...
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