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Part I: The Winds of Change
The story of losing the Anne we used to know begins on the night where the sea turned vicious.
The weather brought this sense of eeriness along with it, and I remember the house shaking from the wind.
The noise of the rain echoed around the rooms as it pelted against the windows. In hindsight, that storm brought only pain for my family, it arrived with winds of change and even now I long for the days before that cursed night.
Would you believe me if I said this storm had such a detrimental impact on an innocent family like us?
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