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Author: Sha Ron
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 22:33:05

DAHLIA'S POV

“Hey, baby, how does it taste?” I ask softly as I hand Cleo one of the cakes.

“It’s tasty,” she says slowly, chewing with care before taking another big bite. “And yummy. Dad would love it. Can we keep some for him and Robert?”

The smile on my face starts to fade.

I don’t know how long I can keep doing this, playing along and pretending everything is okay. When will she remember…

“They’ll enjoy it,” I whisper, leaning forward to peck her cheek. I wipe a little frosting from the co
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