Twenty-eight Years Ago (1)

Twenty eight years ago, as the weary day drew to a close, James trudged homeward, his once-vibrant spirit now weighed down by the burden of unspoken sorrow. Each step seemed to echo the weight of his troubled thoughts, his heart heavy with the weight of unfulfilled longing. The path leading to his modest abode was familiar, yet tonight, it felt like a journey into the unknown, fraught with uncertainty and unspoken fears.

From the depths of the rustic kitchen emerged Sapphira, her apron stained with remnants of the day's toil. The sound of approaching footsteps drew her attention, and she cast a concerned gaze upon her brother's haggard form. "James, what's happened?" she queried, her voice tinged with worry.

James paused, his weary eyes meeting his sister's gaze, the weight of his troubles evident in the furrow of his brow. "It's not the farm, Sapphira," he confessed, his voice heavy with emotion. "It's Grace. Her father refuses to accept our love."

Sapphira's heart sank at the mentio
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