Some stories are buried beneath designer suits and courtroom whispers.
Some wounds don’t bleed, but they break. Quietly. For life.
And somewhere…
someone is considering absolution for the hands that did the breaking.
When that becomes debatable—at dinner tables, in press rooms, by leaders—
we’re not talking democracy anymore.
We’re talking betrayal dressed in policy.
If your kitchen table isn’t trembling,
maybe you’ve forgotten how to feel.
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