Suffocating

Calvin lay on the sofa, his body rigid, his eyes squeezed shut as if that alone could ward off the storm raging inside him. Sleep had teased him, pulling him into its embrace only to abandon him moments later. Now, he was left staring into the suffocating darkness of the hotel room, the weight of everything pressing down on him like a leaden blanket.

He shifted, trying to find a more comfortable position, but the sofa’s lumpy cushions offered no solace. A sigh escaped his lips, the sound barely audible over the hum of the air conditioner. What am I doing here? he wondered, the thought slipping unbidden into his mind.

His thoughts spiraled, each one sharper than the last. The clinic, the place where he’d poured all his dreams and hopes, still sat unopened. It felt like a betrayal to his own ambitions, like watching a plant wither before it ever had the chance to bloom. “I promised them,” he whispered to the darkness, guilt clawing at his insides. “I promised them stability, a job, and
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