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The morning after

Othon

For a moment that felt like an eternity, a dense silence, laden with tension, hung between us. Expectations pulsated in the air, and seconds stretched as I awaited Karen's reaction, my heart pounding so loudly it seemed to echo in the silence. Her eyes betrayed the whirlwind of thoughts assaulting her, every muscle in her face contorting into a complex array of emotions. Then, notably, an expression of disbelief formed on her face.

"You... you should be ashamed to utter such words!" Her voice was laden with resentment and hurt, filled with disgust and revolt.

Those words struck like arrows, but what haunted me most was the look of pure disdain she cast upon me. That was anger, pure and unadulterated. How could she hate me so much?

"Why... why should I

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