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Continue to ChatI feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. i gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. now the monstrous thing has its claws around my throat, squeezing my airway. i twist and put my head between my knees, breathing until the strangled feeling leaves me. - https://www.relicsworld.com/veronica-roth/i-feel-the-monster-of-grief-again-writhing-in-the-empty-space-author-veronica-roth