A God Who Stays:
There’s a kind of heartbreak in this world that has no real language.
The kind you carry through life like a silent bruise—because you were left.
Maybe it started when you were just a child.
Maybe your father walked out and never looked back, leaving your mother to raise you alone with tear-soaked bills and two jobs and not enough hours in the day.
Maybe…
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