Fractured Hearts
His voice was barely audible as he whispered, "Yes, I want to permanently delete it… I don't want to retrieve it, and even if possible, I want to erase it from my memory."
His finger trembled again, hovering over the "yes" option, but his hand froze, as if an unseen force was holding him back. His mind and soul seemed to be at odds with his body, refusing to cooperate. "What's going on?" He wondered, his eyes wide with frustration.
His internal conflict was palpable as he struggled to move his finger closer to the screen. "I need to do this!" He yelled, his voice a mixture of desperation and determination.
His hand unfroze, and his finger inched closer to the phone. Just as he was about to m
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