Ashton clenched his fists with all his might, and I could hear the sound of his fingers cracking. It was clear to me that he could barely suppress his emotions, judging by bulging veins that could be seen on his forehead.
I caressed his hands in an attempt to console the pitiable man. It must be tough to deal with so many things over the past decade on his own.
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