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ClaraThe buttery scent of popcorn fills the air in Ella’s expansive room. The huge LED TV mounted on the wall flashes scenes from a romantic comedy. Ella’s laughter rings out as she sprawls on the plush sectional couch.“Clara, you’ve got to see this part,” Ella says as she tosses a handful of popcorn in the air and catches it expertly in her mouth.I smile, though my thoughts are elsewhere. My eyes wander over the room—a haven of pastel hues, soft textures, and lavish details. Everything about it screams Ella’s personality: bold, vivacious, and unapologetically bright. Even her vanity table is covered with photos and trinkets.“Your room is beautiful,” I say, trying to focus on the moment.Ella grins. “Thanks. My siblings said Uncle Greg designed it for me when I was little. He had this vision of a princess castle. Guess he nailed it.”The mention of her uncle piques my curiosity. Ella has always been an open book, but her family remains a shadowy puzzle.“Uncle Greg?” I ask gently.
