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No one present moved an inch.
The air was still again.
The old man stared at the cup of tea in his hand. His fingers unconsciously clenched the teacup in his hand as a warm feeling spread from his palm to the ice-cold depths of his heart. He raised his head and gently closed his eyes.
"Let him go."
These three simple words were spoken very softly.
Everyone looked at him in disbelief