All these years
Elliot’s knees buckled slightly. He sat down on a nearby bench, hands over his mouth. The air felt heavier now. He had lived his whole life not knowing this truth. Tears welled up as he stared at the frozen image on screen. “All these years…” he whispered. The weight of identity, family, and buried love washed over him in a crashing wave.
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