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Chapter 28 – The Body That Remains

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The silence after his death is heavier than I imagined.

I stand beside the bed for several minutes, staring at the motionless body. His chest no longer rises. His eyes are half-open, fixed on the ceiling, lifeless. His mouth is slightly agape, as if he had tried to say something in the final second. The smell of death is already beginning to spread — sweet, sickening, final.

Margaret remains on the floor, curled up against the wall, sobbing quietly. Her shoulders tremble, but no loud sound esca
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