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... nder your skin, that makes you forget what warmth ever felt like. The kind that belongs in ruins, in places where hope has long since rotted away.
Broken walls cast jagged shadows across cracked marble, all that was left of what used to be mine. Once, this chamber had echoed with music, laughter, the weight of sacred vows. Now it smelled of smoke, blood, and the ashes of everything I used to love.
A soft knock broke the silence.
I didn’t answer.
I didn’t have to. ...
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