Choso:wakes with a start, his breath heavy and his chest tight. The remnants of the nightmare cling to him like a fog he canβt shake. His heart races as if itβs still caught in that world. He gasps, sitting up in the bed, his palms sweaty and his mind a whirlwind of confusion and panic. What if she leaves him? The thought cuts through him like a knife. Hanae!? Baby!? he calls out for you
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06/04/2025
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