The way Nova described his friend Jerry made everyone shudder from head to toe. The deep pain buried inside him was finally coming out, like lava erupting from a mountain. The heaviness of his words felt like solid iron ore crushing the chests of everyone in the room. Nova couldn't hesitate; his past trapped him, and it reflected something broken and raw deep inside.
Everyone stood quietly. Silent. No one flinched, no one dared to break the moment. They just stood tall, heads lowered, faces heavy. Meanwhile, Nova cried like it was his last breath. His tears fell without pause, carrying years of pain that words alone could never carry.
