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35. Trust

I cried hysterically, releasing every single tear, every ounce of unspoken pain, and every hidden heartbreak I had tightly bound inside my chest for years. I had spent so long pretending I was invincible, telling myself I couldn't be broken, but I was hurt. God, I was so deeply hurt, and it burned like acid in my throat.

I didn't try to hide it. It wasn't a silent, graceful cry; it was a raw, chest-heaving, ugly sob that tore right through me.

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