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The Truth Comes Home

Auteur: Liora
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-06 22:24:24

Thea~

I was in the kitchen finishing the chicken when I heard the front door open. Theo’s voice mixed with Noah’s as they came in. Jeff was already at the table, scrolling through something on his phone. Everything felt ordinary. Dinner was almost ready. The house smelled like rosemary and garlic. I called out that they should wash up.

They sat down a few minutes later. Theo looked tired. Noah stayed quiet, which was normal for him these days. We passed the food around. Jeff asked about practic
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