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“Who are you?�

She reached it. Touched the glass. It cracked. shattered memories cheryl

Her boots crunched on broken glass as she walked. The town seemed to shift with her, buildings leaning in to watch. She clutched a crumpled photograph in her jacket pocket—a family portrait that felt more like a lie. In it, she was seven, grinning, held tight between a mother and father whose faces were smudged into oblivion, worn away by rain or time or something worse. “Who are you

“Yes, you do.� The ink rose, forming a door. “Open it.� she was seven