I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
I scrolled through the messages, each one a reminder of the life I was leaving behind.
My thumb hovered over the call button, indecision keeping me frozen.
I closed my eyes, the silence around me heavy and unyielding.
What was I going to do?
Where could I go?
The questions circled endlessly, a loop I couldn’t break free from.
And then, like a whisper in the back of my mind, came the thought that had been lurking since this all began.
I needed to talk to someone, anyone, who could help me make sense of this tangled mess.
Someone who could see past the scandal and the shame, and see me.
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