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A Stranger in Her Husband's Eyes
Author: Athalaz
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"What are you saying, Dad? It's me, Dad."

Arthur's voice broke the silence, echoing softly off the damp, mossy cave walls. The seven-year-old boy stepped forward with trembling hands, trying to reach his father's arm.

The echo of David's previous question still hung in the cold air. The innocent question from a man who had just torn through a concrete wall with his bare hands. David's brown eyes stared at Elena unblinking. There was no fog of confusio

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