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“Young woman. Tall, slim, curly hair.”
I bought it without hesitation. For the first time in ten years, I held something she had touched. Proof she wasn’t just a memory.
When I showed Felix, his reaction unsettled me. He stepped back, uneasy. “You don’t know that,” he said. But I did. She wore it the day she disappeared. His insistence that continue reading …
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