

There’s a cruel irony in life—just when you think you’ve finally left the past behind, it finds a way to return. It never knocks, never asks for permission. It simply arrives, unannounced, unraveling everything you thought was certain.

There’s a cruel irony in life—just when you think you’ve finally left the past behind, it finds a way to return. It never knocks, never asks for permission. It simply arrives, unannounced, unraveling everything you thought was certain.
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