The night our parents died, we didn’t just lose them—we lost everything that made the world feel safe. What followed was years of hardship, sacrifice, and determination, all rooted in a single promise whispered in the dark.
I was five when my life split in two. One day, I was surrounded by the warmth of our parents’ voices and the familiar smells of the small café they ran. The next, strangers stood at the door, telling us our parents were gone. No explanations that made sense. No time to understand. Just silence where love had been.
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