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My name is Anna, and I am one of a set of twins. Five years ago, my brother Daniel and I were just eighteen, planning college and dreaming about independence, when life suddenly changed. Our mother became seriously ill, and as she began treatment, our father quietly withdrew.
One evening, he gathered us in the living room and explained that he could not handle the situation. He said he needed a different life and left soon after. There were no follow-up calls, no financial support, and no explanations to our three younger siblings, who were still children.
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