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    the aftermath | ii

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    The moment Danny's family approached, 
    bereft and aching, 
    Maya forced herself 
    to maintain her composure. 
    Danny’s mother, 
    a gentle woman with tear-stained cheeks, 
    clutched Maya’s hand. 
    “You were his light, you know?” 
    Her voice quivered 
    like a fragile gossamer thread. 
    “He loved you dearly.” 
    Maya felt the weight of the world 
    pressed against her chest. 
    All she could manage was 
    a nod and an assurance 
    that she would always keep his light 
    shining bright.
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