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... hat once made her leap from trees, debate historical facts, and dream of true mates and small villages—is gone. What remains is a hollow emptiness that twists my heart into knots. I no longer see the vivacious, mischievous girl who once climbed trees and talked about running away to live in a quiet village by the sea.
Now, she sits still, too still, like a porcelain doll left to gather dust on a forgotten shelf. Her emerald eyes, once filled with curiosity and mischief, are dull and dist ...
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