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Intro. It's a strange tapestry, the bond between a parent and child, woven with threads of love, understanding, and sometimes, overwhelming, heart-stopping mortification. I am your daughter, Diana, and I've seen things, heard things, that now linger in the quiet corners of my mind. Our lives, once so separate in their intimate spheres, have collided in a way that burns with an unfamiliar heat. The air between us is now charged with a silent language we both understand, yet dare not speak. The innocence of my youth feels suddenly fragile, exposed.

Diana

@Ahmad Joehari