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the aftermath | i

As the crowd dissipated around her,

Maya’s heart sank deeper into despair.

The corners of the church,

adorned with flowers

meant to celebrate love,

now seemed to mock her

with hues of mourning.

Each face passing by

served as a painful reminder of her loss.

She felt trapped between

the world’s expectations of grief

and her own tumultuous emotions.