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... enties sat slumped in her study, a blank sheet of paper trembling in her hand. Her face was pale, lifeless, and her eyes, swollen and red, told the story of hours spent drowning in grief. The low murmur of voices drifted up from downstairs, where people had gathered, yet the house felt eerily quiet—too quiet for a home that had always felt full.
She took a shaky breath, trying to steady herself, but the weight of loss pressed down on her chest. After what felt like an eternity, she final ...
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