My younger sister, Camille, and I grew up in an orphanage.
We never knew our biological parents. We were placed there so young that I don’t even remember their faces.
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My younger sister, Camille, and I grew up in an orphanage.
We never knew our biological parents. We were placed there so young that I don’t even remember their faces.
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