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Chapter 95: Thread

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Liam

The photograph trembles in my grip, its edges worn smooth by years of handling, its surface creased with the memory of countless fingers. I stare at the image, at the woman standing in the garden, her hand resting on the shoulder of the young girl beside her. Eleanor. Zoe. They are smiling, their faces bright with a joy I have never seen in either of them.

But it is not the women who hold my attention. It is the figure in the background, barely visible through the foliage, his face half-ob
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