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Chapter 24: Skye
The room I was in felt strangely foreign yet hauntingly familiar. Its grandeur was overwhelming, and the framed photos scattered throughout seemed to narrate a story that was part of my own heritage. Images of my mother and father, happy and in love, stared back at me. The resemblance I shared with my mother was uncanny. Her strawberry-blonde hair, her blue eyes, the curve of her smile - they all echoed in my own features.
One particular photo drew me in, and I felt an uncontrollable urge to pick it up. This was more than just a picture; it was a connection to a past I'd never known. I hid it in my bag, a precious memento I would keep close to my heart.
As I strolled towards the window, I couldn't help but be consumed by my own thoughts. Why had I chosen to come here, to be with the man who was accused of taking my mother's life? Was it the pull of a shared lineage, or something deeper? Was it curiosity or a longing for understanding? I couldn't quite put my finger o
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