Chapter 14
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The rain pattered against the window of Sophia's childhood bedroom, a stark contrast to the arid landscapes of Afghanistan she had grown accustomed to. She sat on the edge of her bed, fingers tracing the intricate patterns of an old photo album. Each turn of the page revealed another memory, another piece of the puzzle she was desperately trying to solve.
A soft knock at the door startled her. "Come in," she called, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her aunt Margaret entered, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. "I found these in your father's study," she said, holding out a stack of letters. "I think... I think you should see them."
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