I saw his small body lying in a box, pale and lifeless. His eyes were closed, and as I gazed at his pale face, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I had to accept the harsh reality that my child was truly gone.
All my strength seemed to drain away in an instant. I reached out to touch his body, to hold him close, but Dylan Newman grabbed me and forcefully dragged me out.
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