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... he East Serenity Residence. The same familiar iron gates were looming like silent guards. The air felt heavy —too still, too quiet —as though the house itself was holding the breath.
Arwen sat in the back seat. Her eyes staring blankly at the gates that had once been a mark of warmth, safety, and countless cherished moments. But now they were only reminding her of the bitter truth waiting inside. Her fingers clenched around the fabric of her dress, her knuckles turning white in effect. < ...
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