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The way back home was silent, each of us immersed in our own thoughts. The cold night air felt heavier, laden with the recent events. The lights from the houses passed by us like silent beacons, mute witnesses to our turmoil.

Kessler didn't let go of my hand throughout the journey. I felt the strength and warmth of his grip, a constant reminder of his protective presence. My thoughts kept returning to the moments of terror at the lake, the image of the wolves chasing my friends, and Kessler and Jonny's heroism in facing them to save us.

Upon arriving home, my father insisted I go straight to my room to rest. Kessler stayed to talk to him, probably trying to calm him and assure him that situations like this wouldn't happen again. I climbed the stairs slowly, my legs still trembling from the adrenaline and fear.

Once in my room, I collapsed on the bed, feeling the weight of everything that had happened. I couldn't help the tears that began to flow down my cheeks. I cried silently, relea
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