She aint heavy, sheβs my sister




Elias adjusted the grip on his worn leather suitcase, the afternoon sun casting long shadows as he turned for one last wave. His parents, standing in front of their quaint, brick home, waved back enthusiastically. A smile touched his lips, but his heart felt heavy. He was finally leaving for the city, for a new…
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