Harold knelt beside the scattered glass, his hands shaking as he looked up at Berry's pale, motionless figure. The silence in the room was deafening, broken only by the sound of Berry's shallow breathing."Berry, please sit down," Harold said gently, rising to his feet and guiding her toward one of the chairs. Berry allowed herself to be led to the chair, but her eyes remained fixed on the broken photograph of Jezza. The image seemed to pull at something deep in her consciousness, something she couldn't name but felt with every fiber of her being."I'm sorry about your picture," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I don't know what happened. I was just looking at it, and then I felt dizzy.""Don't worry about the picture," Harold said, his own voice strained. "I'm concerned about you. Have you been feeling unwell lately?"Gina stepped carefully around the broken glass, her face filled with worry. "Dad, maybe we should call a doctor. She looks really pale.""I don't need a docto
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