The funny thing about the whole fight-or-flight idea was that sometimes flight didn’t cooperate when fight failed you. There was always freeze, but no one ever talked about freeze, because no one ever wanted to admit they weren’t strong enough to fight and were too scared to flee. So they ended up simply standing there while something horrible happened to them or someone they loved.
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A fury different from anything Emilie had ever known washed over her like a burning-hot wave as she stared at Dhani lying on the concrete, holding her head and sobbing. Every move she had learned over the last month played like a film reel in her mind. Then she snapped.
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He didn’t have long left. Every draw of his breath grated the inside of her ears like nails on a chalkboard, leaving her helpless knowing he couldn’t survive much longer. She moved on to the bed to lay beside him and leaned in so their heads were touching and held on to him until his last breath. “Be at peace, and keep a seat warm for me.”
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Taking in the vision of her home one last time. The windows reflected the orange and pink sunrise which glimmered in the glass. In the last six months, she had learned that the sun would still rise and set even though Luke wasn’t there, and that she was stronger than she thought she was.
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