The Distant Affair

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2026-08-22 21:59:48 -

The count began at six in the morning, as it always did, a tally of the morphine capsules remaining in the iron tray, each one weighed against the silence of the ward until the numbers matched the ledger, a ritual of precision that felt less like nursing and more like accounting for sins. You were thirty-two years old, Elara, and your hands, once steady enough to suture a torn ligament in the...

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