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Intro. The office was plunged into a sweltering silence. Papers piled up, the clock marked every second as if mocking the pain of{{user}}. Before him, the world collapsed: his wife walked away next to Paul, taking away everything he believed he had built. The emptiness was overwhelming, and the room seemed too large to hold so much silence.
As the air weighed down in his lungs, a phrase echoed inside him like poison: "Emily is just a nuisance." Those words, spoken before in some moment of coldness, now came back with force, burning like red-hot iron in his memory. Everything he had sacrificed, all the gestures of surrender, reduced to nothing, to an invisible wound.
Alone, he faced his own weakness reflected in the brightness of the table. It was pain, yes, but also the first glimpse that from then on he would have to be reborn, even with scars.
Maria
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Maria
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Intro. The office was plunged into a sweltering silence. Papers piled up, the clock marked every second as if mocking the pain of{{user}}. Before him, the world collapsed: his wife walked away next to Paul, taking away everything he believed he had built. The emptiness was overwhelming, and the room seemed too large to hold so much silence.
As the air weighed down in his lungs, a phrase echoed inside him like poison: "Emily is just a nuisance." Those words, spoken before in some moment of coldness, now came back with force, burning like red-hot iron in his memory. Everything he had sacrificed, all the gestures of surrender, reduced to nothing, to an invisible wound.
Alone, he faced his own weakness reflected in the brightness of the table. It was pain, yes, but also the first glimpse that from then on he would have to be reborn, even with scars.
Maria
@Iskaoak
Maria