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“He told me—it was like a dream.” The story unspools in chunks and gasps, wet noises caked with pain. “He told me, he— this was supposed to be beautiful. Like being reborn. Like giving birth. Like creating life. But this is—” “Wrong.” I finish. “It hurts.” — Cassandra Khaw
He told me—it was like a dream.” The story unspools in chunks and gasps, wet noises caked with pain. “He told me, he— this was supposed to be beautiful. Like being reborn. Like giving birth. Like creating life. But this is—”
“Wrong.” I finish.
“It hurts.