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... he would arrive home right on time. Pushing the door open, he would smell the aroma of dishes. Grace would be wiping her hands in the kitchen, while the little girl would come running over, holding chopsticks and calling "Daddy" as she leaped into his arms.
The little girl was sharp as a tack, absorbing everything immediately, and when she smiled, her eyes sparkled as if filled with light.
But for some reason, she didn’t look like Sophie; she happened to resemble Emily.
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