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Elena had never seen the world, but she could feel its weight in every breath she took. Born blind into a family that quietly valued appearances, she often felt like a misplaced piece of a perfect puzzle. Her two sisters, Leila and Samira, were admired for their radiant beauty and elegant grace. Guests would gush over their sparkling eyes and lovely manners, while Elena stayed quietly in the shadows, barely acknowledged.

Her mother was the only one who treated her with warmth. But after she passed away when Elena was just five years old, the house changed. Her father, once a man of mild words, turned cold and withdrawn. He never called her by name again. Instead, he referred to her vaguely, as though even acknowledging her existence was an inconvenience.
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