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Yara sat by the window, watching the city’s gold light fade into the blue of evening. She was waiting for a message, a sign, a feeling—anything...
Yara always thought happiness was something simple, something you barely noticed as it slipped into ordinary days like days when her mother hummed while cutting vegetable...
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