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Emily POV

The next morning, a sense of anticipation filled me as I woke up. The memories of the night before lingered in my mind like a sweet dream. Roman's love was like a warm embrace that I carried with me wherever I went.

As I got dressed, I found myself drawn to the woods, a place that had become a refuge for me in times of reflection. The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground. With each step, I felt a sense of calm settle over me.

The woods held secrets, and I had spent countless hours here, trying to piece together the puzzle of my mother's death. The need for closure still gnawed at me, and I knew that I couldn't rest until I had the answers I sought.

As I walked deeper into the woods, I let my thoughts drift. Who could have taken my mother's life? What motive could they possibly have? The questions swirled in my mind like leaves caught in a gentle breeze.

I reached the spot where my mother's lifeless body had been found. The memories of