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Chapter 107: Unspoken Worries

Author: David Writes
last update publish date: 2026-04-22 04:12:26

Mariella’s POV

I was sitting in the living room, reading a magazine. Elena was watching a kids' show on TV, and Antonio was playing with his action figures. It was a normal evening, until there was a loud explosion. The ground shook, and I quickly tossed the magazine aside. What in the world was that?

Before I could even process what was happening, Elena started crying. I rushed towards her, grabbing her by her shoulders.

“Sweetie, are you alright? Are you hurt?”

She didn't answer me immedia
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