You wake up like you’ve been dropped. The air feels wrong, the silence feels sharp, and the numbers on the clock look almost hostile. Why is it always this time? Why does your chest ache with a fear you can’t quite name? Something is happening in these hours, something your mind, body, or past won’t le… Continues…
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