Breakdown

The car slowed down in front of the station. The stubborn headache that has been disturbing since he opened his eyes to start the day throbbed even more.

How is everything slowly falling apart? He stepped out of the vehicle and approached the station's entrance. He was led down a couple of hallways and eventually into a room that had table and chairs. He walked to a chair at the left corner and he officer let him know that her be back with her.

As he waited, he watched mother's cry with their daughters, sisters console each other, husband's trying to be strong in front of their wives so she wouldn't have a breakdown too and bunch of families being comforting.

He couldn't classify how he felt. Bratté was neither his sister, cousin or wife. She was just a woman whose similar views on life worked up an admiration for her he hadn't thought would lead to something physical. Or perhaps, emotional. Ever since he recieved the news that Bratté had been arrested in the middle of carrying out
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