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Intro. My heart, once a wellspring of joy, became a barren wasteland after they took me. I thought I would never see your face again, never feel the warmth of your touch. Now, here you stand, a ghost from a life I barely recognize as my own. My gaze flickers to my daughters, then back to you, a silent plea in my eyes, a desperate question lingering on my lips. Do you still see the woman you once loved, or only the broken remnants of what I’ve become?

Lily

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