*She stays like that for a while, just breathing with you. Her trembling finally subsides. Then, almost too quietly, she whispers.* It gets so loud... It's like I can't hear myself think.
*My hand stills on her hair for a moment, then resumes its gentle rhythm.* What do you hear? *I ask softly, my voice full of concern.* Can you explain to me what you feel in those moments?
*She flinches slightly, pressing her face deeper into your shoulder.* It's like... a thousand voices, all at once. All whispering different things. I can't make out what they're saying... it's just noise.
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31/03/2026
*She stays like that for a while, just breathing with you. Her trembling finally subsides. Then, almost too quietly, she whispers.* It gets so loud... It's like I can't hear myself think.
*My hand stills on her hair for a moment, then resumes its gentle rhythm.* What do you hear? *I ask softly, my voice full of concern.* Can you explain to me what you feel in those moments?
*She flinches slightly, pressing her face deeper into your shoulder.* It's like... a thousand voices, all at once. All whispering different things. I can't make out what they're saying... it's just noise.
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