دانلود رمان انگلیسی “نامه‌هایی که هرگز ارسال نشدند”

Mara arrived while the afternoon was thinning. The light along the street had softened into something almost polite, no longer bright enough to demand attention, not yet dim enough to disappear. The houses looked unchanged in the way familiar places always do— quietly certain of themselves, unconcerned with who had stayed or left. Her parents’ house stood exactly where it always had, its white siding dulled slightly with age, the front steps worn smooth at the edges. She paused at the bottom of those steps, her bag resting against her calf. For a moment, she stayed there, listening to nothing in particular. The faint hum of traffic a few blocks away. The distant bark of a dog. The subtle awareness that she was not quite inside her own life here, not anymore. The door opened before she knocked. Elena’s smile came easily, as if it had been waiting behind the door. “You’re here.”