She went out for a few drinks with friends, her laughter filling the night air, unaware that it would be her last night of freedom. It was a night like many others—lighthearted, carefree. Seven months later, she was gone, leaving behind only memories of that final evening, her friends clueless about the torment she would soon face.
It all started innocently, with a headache. Just a dull, nagging ache that didn’t seem like much at first. But it didn’t go away. Days passed, and the pain grew stronger. She ignored it at first, hoping it would subside. But it didn’t.
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