My protector
“For over thirty years, this station has kept me alive,” Willem said, voice low. “While the city carried on above, blind to me, I survived down here. Invisibility became my freedom.
No judgment, no rejection.” His lips trembled faintly. “This place hid me. And in time, I accepted it. I became invisible too.” Kevin felt the weight of his words.
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