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... threatening to burst from my throat in a heart-rending scream. This art studio, the warmest sanctuary of my childhood, now resembled a desecrated tomb, every inch of air thick with suffocating dust and humiliation.
Just as I was about to lose control, a familiar presence washed over me from behind.
There were no footsteps, no warning—just a powerful arm suddenly wrapping around my waist, and a calloused palm clamping down hard over my mouth. My entire body was locked tight in a s ...
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