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... d with laughter and teasing—Deniz and I walk through the hospital corridor, our footsteps echoing softly against the sterile white walls.
His steps are calm, measured, but something has shifted between us. Our hands are still joined, fingers laced together like before, but the warmth that was there moments ago—that easy warmth from his father’s laughter and blessings—has faded.
Cooled. Withdrawn.
The smile that lit up his face is gone. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
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