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... the weight of the world in its fabric. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cradled the cherished item.
"Grandma..." Renatta's voice quivered with emotion.
Curiosity piqued, I turned to Alena, who had been silently observing the scene beside me. I whispered, "Why do you think Renatta's so emotional?"
Alena shrugged, her gaze never leaving Renatta. "I don't have all the details, just bits and pieces about her grandma. If you want to know, you'll have to ask her yourself. But ...
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