The Weight of Silence Chapter 3
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and hardworking. Just keep pushing
forward.” But as days turned into
weeks, Abram found it increasingly
difficult to believe her words. The
weight of his situation pressed heavily
on his shoulders, and he felt like he
was letting not just himself down, but
Sarah too. He could see the worry
etched on her face, the way she tried
to mask her anxiety with a brave
smile. One evening, after another
fruitless day of job hunting, Abram
decided to take a walk to clear his
mind. The streets of their neighborhood
were quiet, the sun setting in a blaze
of orange and pink hues. As he
walked, he couldn't help but feel like
he was wandering through a fog—lost
and unsure of his path. Suddenly, he
heard laughter coming from a nearby
park. A group of children were playing,
their joy infectious. Abram paused to
watch them, feeling a pang of
nostalgia for simpler times when life
was carefree. He remembered when
he was their age, dreaming of the
future without Don't forget to leave a Comment 
