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Trying to connect with his wife
After a tense half-hour drive, the three cars pulled into the orphanage’s gravel lot. The imposing brick building loomed ahead, its facade weathered but sturdy. Kevin glanced at Emily one last time before exiting the car. “We’re in this together,” he said, his voice still firm despite his unease. Emily gave a weak nod but couldn’t meet his gaze, and she had her own good reasons for that.
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