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She missed too many people to even pull everyone into her heart at this moment.
Standing in front of the basement door, Dune let herself laugh—that specific joy that only lives inside grief—visible only through the lens of loss.
That thought was tender around the edges, so she left it there, unexamined.
“Sometimes you yell out the loudest when you most need to believe, not when you have the most faith.”

