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The rain hammered against the windows of the sprawling Victorian mansion, mimicking the insistent throb in my chest. Outside, the storm raged, mirroring the tempest building within me as I…

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, a relentless, insistent rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. Below, the city sprawled out, a glittering tapestry of…

The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the shack, a relentless, primal rhythm that seemed to sync with the frantic beat of my own heart. Outside, the swamp…