Seeing the words
And then she saw it. Her breath caught, and her chest tightened so sharply it hurt. Emma’s eyes widened, locking onto the sentence she had both feared and expected. The possibility had haunted her since the very beginning, creeping into her thoughts during every sleepless night. But seeing it here, written in cold, clinical ink across the page, was entirely different. It was no longer just her imagination—it was now undeniable fact.
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