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Author: Emilycee
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Elena Ashford stood slowly, one hand pressed to her chest. Her eyes, the same warm brown as Kira’s, filled with tears.

“Kira,” she whispered.

Richard Ashford rose next, slower, leaning heavily on a cane Kira didn’t remember him needing. His face had more lines than before. More gray in his hair. But his eyes were the same. Sharp. Assessing. And now, wet with tears.

“Mom. Dad.”

The words felt strange in her mouth. Foreign. She hadn’t said them in nine years.

Elena crossed the room first. Her han
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