Scarred by fate
Lately, I've been on edge, struggling to catch enough sleep, and it feels like my exhaustion is finally catching up with me.
Earlier today, I sensed Zahra’s anxiety so intensely it rattled me. It's confusing and disconcerting to feel her emotions like that, and even more so to realize Oscar might be experiencing the same. Finding her safe and unharmed in the living room eased my anxiety over her. However, as we watched the movie, my discomfort grew. Atlas was restless, pacing incessantly in my mind, and I couldn't stand it any longer. I had to get out and run. I’m glad Zach came along; I always prefer running with my pack brothers, but admitting that makes me feel vulnerable, a sensation I'm
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