When a House Was Never Empty

When a House Was Never Empty

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"Her worth wasn't and isn't defined by him, just as a house's worth isn't dependant upon the owner. No matter who owns it, a house is still a house and it's worth is determined by what's inside and it's structure. Her structure was still standing, her beliefs and opinions holding her up and guiding her outlook on life. He left, but she still had herself and that's all she needed." --- Way before Wren was born, her grandmother's best friend, Sophie, made the best out of a bad situation and worked tirelessly to become someone she was proud of. She showed the world that all she needed was herself and documented her whole experience via email to Wren's grandmother. Wren is now all grown up and has found herself in a slump, but when she stumbles across Sophie's old emails, her whole mindset rapidly changes..
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