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Haven sat at the edge of his bed, his hands resting on his knees, shoulders dropped. The air felt thick, choking indeed, in spite of the fact that the window was open, allowing a cool autumn time breeze to float in. He couldn’t elude the space that clung to the room, a space that had grown since Vanessa left. He rubbed his face once again, at that point letting his palms drop to his thighs