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56| Mine to break

  • 22 Dec, 2024 ยท Mature

ADHIKRIT

I sat in the car, staring blankly at the windshield as droplets of rain traced slow, curving paths down the glass. The silence inside the car was suffocating, yet it was nothing as compared to the chaos roaring inside me.

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  • 56| Mine to break

    ADHIKRIT

    I sat in the car, staring blankly at the windshield as droplets of rain traced slow, curving paths down the glass. The silence inside the car was suffocating, yet it was nothing as compared to the chaos roaring inside me.

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