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... pulled a chair and sat before Eira, her composure steady and calm. She watched Eira weep, clutching the emptiness in her arms as though she still held her child there, gazing down at him as if he had never left.
The sight tore into me. My throat tightened, my chest felt unbearably heavy, and my eyes burned.
If only that incident didn’t happen in the past, if only she wasn’t framed. Perhaps today she would be holding our child instead, and we would be living the happy life togethe ...
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