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    He passed the photo to Carl, who also said it was just somewhat simr.


    Corrine silently took back her phone.


    She had noticed it earlier—both Carl and Jayden seemed strangely reluctant to even look at the photo.


    Maybe the photo brought back memories of someone or something, making them ufortable and quick to dismiss it.


    It seemed that solving this mystery would be trickier than she had thought.


    After dinner, Corrine and Jules headed to the gaming room for some video games.


    “Where did you get that photo?” Jules asked as he finished a game, popping open a bottle of beer and handing it to Corrine.


    Corrine took the beer. “Do you think the person in the photo is my mom?”


    “Isn’t it obvious?” Jules replied. “Didn’t you see my dad’s reaction? He was totally lying.”


    Corrine didn’t say anything, but she couldn’t help but agree with him.


    She just couldn’t figure out what Jayden and Carl were trying to hide. “I actually think…” She hesitated for a second, then added, “I think my mom might have gone to the Independent Continent.”


    Jules was caught off guard but quickly shook his head. “That’s not possible. The Independent Continent has strict rules. You can’t just go there unless you’re invited.”


    That was why the Independent Continent had always been so mysterious.


    “That’s what I don’t get,” Corrine said, frustration in her voice as she finished her beer. “Forget it.” She stood up to leave.


    “Where are you going?” Jules asked, surprised.


    Corrine gave him a nk look. “I’m going to bed, of course.” Tonight, she was determined to get some decent sleep.


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    After washing up in her room, she climbed into bed.


    But despite being exhausted, both physically and mentally, sleep wouldn’te.


    She knew she was longing for Nate’s touch.


    Corrine turned over, lying t on her back, staring at the ceiling as a soft sigh escaped her lips.


    It was unsettling how quickly habits could take hold.


    In just a matter of days, she had be so reliant.


    At that moment, her phone buzzed on the table.


    Corrine rolled over and grabbed her phone. Her face lit up as she read a message from Nate.


    She stared at Nate’s avatar, her eyes slightly unfocused.


    Initially, his WhatsApp avatar had been a solid ck square.


    Then, one day, a tiny dot of light pierced that darkness.


    Although minute, it shone brightly against the somber backdrop.


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