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UNINVITED GUEST

작가: Solyn Aure
last update 게시일: 2026-07-12 05:47:52
ARIA'S POV

“Uncle Mike, the food is ready!” I call out from the kitchen, wiping my hands on a dish towel.

The aroma of the Quiche Lorraine fills the apartment. I went all out tonight. Uncle Mike finally arrived earlier today, and after picking him up from the airport, we spent most of the afternoon at the hospital with Remy.

My son’s face lit up the moment he saw his great-uncle. They played together for hours—simple card games, storytelling, and Jeremiah proudly showing off his new toys
Solyn Aure

"You can run across oceans to escape a predator, but you can never hide from a man who already treats your entire world as his sovereign territory." — Solyn 

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