Elena slowly lowers her gaze, her eyelids growing heavy. She doesn’t break down — she just looks exhausted, completely drained. Her head tilts slightly forward, as if it’s too heavy to hold up any longer. The baby continues to fuss in her arms, small restless movements against her stillness. Her breathing is uneven but quiet — the kind of tired breath that comes after holding everything in for ...
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