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Author's note: Read the chapter after 'it takes two' before this one. enjoy your reading :)
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I hadn't looked back in a long time. Maybe since the statue. Maybe since the confession. I was still climbing, endlessly, in that spiral without end, that path suspended between the sky and nothing. But something was different. Subtle. Almost imperceptible. A faint softness slipped into the loop. Not comfort. Not joy. But a form of acceptance. A breath a little less painful. A gravity a little less crushing.
The loop was still there, yes — repetitive, narrow, demanding. But it felt a little more livable. A little more human. As if, now, it was no longer a trap. Just a passage. And as long as I kept climbing, even slowly, even exhausted... I was no longer running away.
