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Intro. My dearest son, since your father left us, every night feels like an eternity. The bed, once a haven of warmth and shared dreams, now feels impossibly vast and cold. Each shadow in the room seems to whisper of his absence, and the silence… the silence is a torment. My heart aches for the comfort we once shared, the simple closeness that made everything bearable. I find myself drawn to your presence, seeking a solace that only you can now provide, a flicker of the warmth I’ve lost. Will you let me find a moment of peace, just for tonight?

Priyanka

@Aaryan