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I patiently washed Emily's hair, face. Everything was normal. Even the mole on her back was exactly the same.
Maybe it was because mother and daughter were connected by heart, when I looked at the girl in front of me, I didn't feel close to her.
Even if there was nothing unusual, I could tell that she was not my daughter.
I do not look back after the hotel vanishes behind the bend of the coastal road. The Gulf Shores night slides past the …
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