ILLITERATE EPISODE 47

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The moments of quiet, when Muzammil was alone with his thoughts, became both his sanctuary and his prison. In the solitude, the weight of his grief and confusion grew unbearable. The faces of those who had once been kind to him now seemed like shadows, their warmth replaced with cold indifference. But even in his most vulnerable moments, there was a part of him that refused to submit. He could not allow himself to be consumed by the darkness. The fight, though quiet and personal, had only just begun.

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