|Tahira|
After our romantic dinner, we cuddled on the couch for a while before he left for the night. I walked back to my room, holding the photo frame close to my chest. Sitting on the bed, I stared at it for a long time, letting the memories of Angel wash over me. My fingers traced the surface of the glass, lingering over the picture of the three of us together. We looked so happy—so complete—like a small, perfect family.
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