A curious person
She appeared beside Carl in nearly every photograph. Sometimes laughing, sometimes standing close, sometimes holding his hand. Luke’s brow furrowed deeply. “Who is she?” he whispered.
Keller leaned closer, eyes narrowing. “Someone very important, clearly.” The photos spoke louder than words. This wasn’t just a friend or stranger. Whoever she was, she mattered more than anyone had ever admitted.
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