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... e in her porridge.
She looked nothing like the woman he had fallen in love with. The air of confidence and mischief was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there appeared to be an adult, weary with the weight of the world on her shoulders.
Her hair, while still a light color, was now more white than pale blue, and it hung down to her waist. Strands were twisted together as if she hadn’t bothered to brush her hair in a while, but while it would have suited the Hattie from before, it didn ...
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