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FORTY- NINE- TORN

ALEXANDRA POV

I am packing my things to leave the country for good. I can't sell the house because this is full of my daughter's memories and emotions. It's valuable. So, I am keeping the property until the rest of my life.

I open my daughter's room for the last time. The bed she used to lie when she is sad and need some rest. It all comes back to me in the sense that I can't let her go. I grab her white pillow and cry with my memories of her. She leaves me without a notice, and I can't accept the fact. I regretted leaving her, my biggest regret. I mourn over my late daughter.

"Hello?" I hear the voice of a young lady outside my house.

I let go of the pillow and say, "Mama has to go, Joanabe." I wipe my tears away to hide from crying. I quickly take the stairs to open the door.

*WHO IS MY GUEST AT THIS HOUR?*

I open the door, and I see little Boucher visiting me with a handsome, tall young man beside her.

"What are you doing here, Joenabell?" I asked the young girl, who looks tear
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