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133. Mourning Grandma’s Death

Author: Blooddoctor
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-16 00:41:34

{TWO MONTHS LATER}

~Kiara~

Two months ago, I had believed that the worst thing life could do to me was take away the people I loved when I wasn’t ready to lose them.

I had been wrong.

Losing someone was one thing. Living with the endless questions that followed their death was another, especially when those questions had no answers and every memory became another reason to blame yourself.

My grandmother was gone, and no matter how many times I reminded myself of that fact, some part of me still
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