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home,” but I insisted on keeping it because it reminded me of her love and the countless childhood memories we shared on it.
Eleven years later, after a painful divorce, I moved into a small apartment. Wanting to bring a piece of comfort into my new life, I sent the old sofa to a local repair shop to be restored. The very next day, the repairman called, his voice shaky: “Ma’am, please come quickly!” My heart raced as I rushed over, unsure of what to expect.
