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Of all the memories he had with this city, the deepest, most personal were those surrounding Sofia. The laughter, the joy, the dreams, everything had once been there. But all of that was just a memory now. He had a bouquet of white flowers in his hand. He slowly placed them on Sophia's grave. He stood silently for a while. There was a slight chill in the air, and a kind of deep silence all around. In that silence, countless old moments seemed to float through his mind, Sophia's smile, her voice, the look in her eyes. James's eyes got a little wet, but he didn't cry. Maybe his tears had dried up by now, or he had learned to be tough. Still, the pain inside him was clear. He whispered softly, “Goodbye, Sophia… please forgive me if you can.” After saying these words, it was as if a weig
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