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After hanging up, his mind had gone blank for a long time.

He admitted it—he couldn't accept such a reality.

While he hated his own powerlessness, a thorn had taken root in his heart. Invisible, but lodged firmly between him and her.

He wanted to tell her, "It doesn't matter." But he couldn't. Because deep down, a voice kept telling him—it does matter.

"Get some rest. I'll be right outside