The chipped ceramic mug warmed Amelia’s hands, but couldn’t quite chase away the chill that settled deep in her bones. Rain lashed against the windowpane, mirroring the tempest brewing inside her. She hadn’t written a single word all day, the blank page of her journal mocking her creative paralysis.
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