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... hand. His chest is heaving. The air is difficult to draw. He looks at his mother, truly looks at her. She’s frail, beautiful, and utterly ruined.
He reaches out and takes her trembling hands in his own. His hands are rough, calloused from training and the recent self-inflicted wounds; hers are delicate, cold, and unnaturally still.
"Mother, I—I-I am so sorry. For everything. For my arrogance. For never seeing... for not understanding. I was a terrible son."
He squeezes h ...
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