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Rain was trickling down the glass of an old cafΓ© on the outskirts of town. Kerfuffle π€ nervously clutched a worn photograph from ten years ago in her hands.
π₯’All these years of searching, hundreds of inquiries, archive documents, and dozens of false leads had led her right here.
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The door chimed with a bell, and a man in a soaked jacket walked inside. He shook the drops off his hood, and for a moment his face was illuminated by the warm light of a lamp. Kerfuffle froze, feeling her heart skip a beat.π₯’It was him β Artemas. π€
βAt that moment, long years of separation and uncertainty simply dissolved. Kerfuffle took a step forward, and Artemas hugged her tightly. The tension of all the past years subsided, giving way to the feeling that the family was finally back together.
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