One day


 " One day, Phoebe found an old roll of film from Prue’s camera in the attic. When they developed it, it was a blank picture—no one, no people.

Piper chuckled.

“She must not have pressed the shutter at the right time.”

But then, as Phoebe placed her hand on the photo, a soft light flashed, and for a brief moment, Prue appeared—smiling, her hands on her sisters’ shoulders.

No one said anything. They only knew one thing:

Prue’s love had never disappeared—it had just been hidden in moments that ordinary people couldn’t see." 

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