“I can’t handle this anymore,” I sob, tears flowing uncontrollably, as if there’s no dam to hold them back. Vector lifts his head, brushes away some strands of hair from my face, and gazes down at me. “Can’t handle what?” “Everything,” I manage to say between sniffles. “This whole situation, the u
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