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... h a click, the light flicked on, bathing the familiar space in a warm glow.
He looked around, eyes pausing on the painting hanging on the far wall. It was a picture he had created long ago—an image crafted with hope and longing. A guide, he had once called it. A way to identify the sister he’d never met.
When drawing it, he’d imagined how she might look based on a careful blend of his parents’ features. Every stroke had meaning. Every color carried emotion. It wasn’t just a paint ...
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