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... otograph placed on the table in front of him. A single white lily lay beside it, wilting slowly—just like the warmth that used to fill his chest.
The picture was from the funeral—Lucas, captured mid-smile in a photo he used to hate. "It’s too cheesy," he had complained once. But Isaac had always loved it. It showed a rare softness on Lucas’s usually stern face, a vulnerability that only Isaac ever got to see. Now, it was all he had left.
He reached out and brushed his fingers aga ...
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