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There were bruises along his cheekbones and dried blood on his collar.
“No…” Lucas whispered, his knees weakening as he leaned on the wall. “No, no, no, no.”
He couldn't speak. He couldn't move. The man who once seemed larger than life now looked so small, so still.
It was as if the storm outside grew louder.
And just like that, Benjamin David was gone.
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The day of the burial was dark, not just in the sky, but in spirit.
The cemetery was filled with people in black dresses, with black umbrellas, and moody faces. The sound of shovels scraping earth echoed as the casket was lowered into the ground.
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