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“Water doesn’t have student loans.”

He turned and walked off the bridge, not away from the edge, but toward a different one. The rain began to lighten. Somewhere, a train whistle blew—not the old tracks, but a new line, running somewhere he’d never been. flashback original

“You were wrong,” Alex said out loud, voice cracking. “My whole life isn’t a waiting room. It’s just been stuck on pause.” “Water doesn’t have student loans

“Always,” Alex had whispered.

But next Tuesday never came. Leo’s car hydroplaned on the wet highway the next morning. The funeral was small. Alex stood in the back, hands in his pockets, color-coded grief that didn’t fit any category. not away from the edge