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... oke, her voice took on a distant, almost haunted tone, like she was dragging herself through painful memories.
"It was several years ago," she began, gently closing the old, worn photo album in her lap. "Yuuta was just a small, playful boy back then. He had a smile like pure sunshine—bright, innocent, and full of hope."
I glanced down at Elena, who was leaning against my side, her small fingers gripping my sleeve tightly. Even she had gone quiet, sensing the shift in the room's a ...
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