Prologue

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I still remember the accident clear as day. Unbuckling my seatbelt and turning around to face Annabelle...it all happened so fast. I flew through the windshield, and just like that, I lost my baby girl. Thinking of Wilmer, I can almost feel the jagged scar on his right cheek. I can't believe he doesn't remember. Has it really been five years?

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