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This butterfly is so beautiful.”
Then she carried the drawing to the kitchen and taped it on the wall beside the window, where morning light would fall on it every day.
She stepped back.
“Perfect,” she murmured.
From the hallway, Lucia watched.
And when she saw her picture hanging like treasure, something flickered in her empty eyes.
A spark.
Tiny.
But real.continue reading …
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