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... ng a childhood she had lived but never fully understood. The neglect. The way she was seen only when something was needed. The way affection always felt conditional, borrowed, never truly hers.
When Kathrine finally fell quiet, Anna spoke.
"What changed?" she asked.
The question was soft, almost fragile, yet it carried a weight that made Kathrine’s chest tighten. Anna held her tears back with sheer force of will. Her eyes glistened, but her gaze remained steady, demanding ...
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