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Hope fading
He spent weekends and evenings retracing their steps, scouring the woods, and visiting all the places they had once loved. As months turned into a year, Richard’s hope began to fade. The leads had run dry, and every door he knocked on seemed to lead to yet another dead end. He had to face the devastating reality that he might never know what had happened to the woman he loved.
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