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189: No Words Left

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* RACHEL’S POINT OF VIEW *

I walked into the living room, where Luca, Abbie, and Cale were already gathered. I handed each of them a small dessert plate with a slice of the cake Aunt Rose had just finished. As they thanked me, Luca reached out to take his, but his hand hovered over the plate for a long beat. His expression softened with a bittersweet longing; I could tell he was thinking about his mother’s kitchen — the one place that ever felt like home — and the crushing weight of being dis
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