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... back home.
The ten-mile journey felt more like a brief step to him, yet he seemed to savor the long-lost feeling of returning home, walking through once-familiar streets, buying some snacks that tasted like home, munching as he walked.
Up ahead was Tashan Lake, where the lake continued to shimmer with green ripples, the little cottages by the lake now overgrown with weeds.
Catherine won’t be coming back, at least not for now.
Perhaps she never will.
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