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She'd always known there was something wrong with her. Nothing obvious enough to point to, nothing she could have named if someone had asked-just a quiet, persistent hum under the skin. It didn't bother her much. It simply was.
Yet that one springtime, this wound had been unimaginable, this madness, though it had lain before her, undetectable as a land mine. She didn't even know his name yet.
17.12.2023