I hung my head, and I felt someone, Fang, gather me gently to him. My cheek rested on his shoulder, and my silent tears soaked his torn shirt.He felt warm and strong and heartbreakingly familiar. And at that moment, not a single thing in my life was certain, strong, or whole. Nothing. Least of all Fang.
I was feeling overwhelmed and despaired, hanging my head in sorrow. Fang noticed my distress and gently pulled me close, offering comfort and support. I leaned on him, letting my tears fall silently onto his torn shirt, feeling a mix of warmth, strength, and familiarity from his embrace.
I felt warm and strong and heartbreakingly familiar. And at that moment, not a single thing in my life was certain, strong, or whole. Nothing. Least of all Fang.
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