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The storm rolls in over the forest, barely visible through the tree tops. My hot breath fogging the window pane. The tears stinging my eyes, gradually running down my cheeks and dotting the window sill. Footsteps approach and slow to a halt beside me. I turn to find Adrian staring out into the storm expectantly. We stand in silence for a moment before he turns to me and smiles half-heartedly. Tears fill his eyes before spilling out onto the tiled floor.
“He’s waiting for you in there.” His voice cracking. He pulls me into a hug and we cry together for a few minutes. When I break away we each have a wet patch on our left shoulder. He wipes away my tears and rubs my shoulders encouragingly.

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