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Carefully, I opened the envelope.
Inside was a handwritten letter.
Mom’s handwriting.
The moment I saw it, my vision blurred.
I hadn’t seen her writing in two years.
My hands shook.
Slowly, I unfolded the pages.
The first line read:
“Noah, there is a secret your father and I protected for as long as we could. But it’s time for you to learn the truth because continue reading …
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