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how hard she tried, it slipped away.
Elena’s heart broke.
She stroked Mia’s hair with a trembling tenderness.
“You’ll remember,” she whispered. “Maybe not with your nose. But with your heart. The things we love never truly disappear. They live in our hearts.”
Mia turned to Elena.
Then the child cried for the first time in 14 months.
Not silent crying.
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