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Elias took a breath, moved his hand away from the safety of the backspace, and typed a single, honest word: “Wait.” This time, he didn't look back.

He was back at the beginning. The cursor pulsed, expectant. He had erased the bad, but he had also erased the chance to be heard. backspace character

The blink of a cursor was Elias’s only companion. He sat in the dim glow of his study, staring at the sentence that had ruined everything: “I never loved you.” Elias took a breath, moved his hand away

He thought about the physical world, where there was no backspace. You couldn’t un-shatter a glass or un-speak a cruelty. If you broke something, you lived with the cracks. But here, in the flickering white space of the screen, he could pretend he was perfect. He could delete the last three years of silence if he just pressed the key enough times. He had erased the bad, but he had

In the digital world, backspace is the only form of time travel. With every rhythmic click , a mistake un-happened. A harsh word vanished into the ether; a typo was strangled before it could reach the light. Elias watched the letters retreat, one by one. The "u" vanished. Then the "o." Then the "y."