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70. Old Photo Album
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2025-06-23 00:01:59The room had grown so still that it felt like time had paused. Everyone stood frozen, eyes fixed on Aria’s sleeping form. Waiting, praying, hoping for the smallest sign.
But nothing came.
Not a stir. Not a blink. Not even a flicker of her fingers.
Mason’s heart clenched. He couldn’t just stand there any longer.
He leaned in, brushing a damp lock of hair from her forehead, and whispered gently, “Aria… wake up. Please, open your eyes. You’re safe now.”
He lightly shook her hand, his thumb tracing slow circles over her skin. Her color had returned—no longer ghostly pale—but still, she lay motionless.
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The room had grown so still that it felt like time had paused. Everyone stood frozen, eyes fixed on Aria’s sleeping form. Waiting, praying, hoping for the smallest sign.But nothing came.Not a stir. Not a blink. Not even a flicker of her fingers.Mason’s heart clenched. He couldn’t just stand there any longer.He leaned in, brushing a damp lock of hair from her forehead, and whispered gently, “Aria… wake up. Please, open your eyes. You’re safe now.”He lightly shook her hand, his thumb tracing slow circles over her skin. Her color had returned—no longer ghostly pale—but still, she lay motionless.
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