Undone by a stranger
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- Partes 5
He came to visit. I came to care.
Neither of us expected to leave changed.
I met him outside of routine-quiet, observant, and strangely familiar.
But I didn't recognize his name... or the face the world knew.
He wasn't the patient, but somehow I found myself healing with him.
And maybe that's why it hurt more when I found out who he really was.
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