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Two Powerful Men

Author: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-04-22 22:57:08

Celestine woke up the next morning to sunlight streaming through her windows and birds singing in the garden and the strange unfamiliar feeling of peace settling over her like a blanket.

She lay in bed for a long time, staring at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of the house waking up around her. Somewhere downstairs, she could hear the clatter of dishes and the low murmur of voices and the occasional burst of laughter that she recognized as her mother's. It was the sound of a home. The sou
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