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She recognized the song.

She scoffed to herself.

Of course she knew it. It was the song her mother played while Matthew was alive. She sobbed. She didn't know what to do. She has already lost Matthew, she didn't want to lose her mom and dad too.

"Raindrops," Prelude No. 15 in D flat – Chopin

"Thank you," she whispered.

Thank you.

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