SAMAR'S POV
Life is divided into before and after. Before the sirens, before the whispers, before I lost everything. And after. But sometimes, the weight of memories drags me back to before,to the fleeting joy of childhood, to the days when we were just kids with no idea how fragile happiness could be.
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