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... drained—physically, mentally, and even emotionally. It felt as though I had pawned off every last drop of energy just to survive that harrowing night. The following weekend, I didn’t even bother pretending to be productive.

I stayed in bed the entire time, wrapped in my blanket like a cocoon, letting the hours pass in a blur. The only reason I ever got up was to join Neil for meals—though he looked just as worn down, barely able to lift his chopsticks. The apartment was eerily quiet, as ...

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