The rain was pouring down hard, freezing my skin, but I didn't care. I stood right outside Luther Benjamin's apartment building, my hands trembling inside my coat pockets.For months, Luther had been everything to me. We were high school sweethearts, inseparable despite the whispers and cruel stares from everyone else. Luther couldn't speak—he had been mute since a childhood trauma, communicating with me through gentle smiles, warm touches, and small notes scribbled on cheap notebook paper. He loved me with a pure, honest heart that made me feel like I could conquer the world.And right now, I was about to crush him into dust.The heavy front door swung open, and there he was. Luther stepped out into the rain, wearing his oversized black hoodie, his dark hair plastered against his forehead. When he saw me standing there in the cold, his face lit up with that soft, devoted smile that used to make my heart melt. He rushed forward, his hands moving quickly in sign language to ask why I w
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