The Mural of Love
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epened. One evening, Kofi took her to a quiet spot overlooking
to tell you something. Something that not many peop
ntinued. "I lost my father when I was young. My family struggled to
vulnerability in his eyes, the pain of rememberin
m today. But sometimes, the memories still feel raw."
his charming facade to the complexities of his personality. She rea
e Kofi turned to, the one he trusted. She squeezed his hand gently, and Kofi looked at he