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room felt suddenly crowded and empty at the same time.
Then the door opened, and my mother walked in.

She looked exactly as she always did, composed and immaculate, untouched by the chaos that had just torn through me. She stepped closer to the bed, her expression calm, almost bored.
“He didn’t make it,” she said.
Just like that.
No explanation. No hesitation.continue reading …
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