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Secrets Out
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2026-08-13 07:00:18Nighttime. The children's bedroom.
Leo lay on the bed with Matteo and Thalia beside him, all of them pretending to sleep. Miss Clara had gone to her room to rest, and the moment her door clicked shut, they slipped out from under the covers."Are you sure you should do this?" Thalia said from the edge of her bed, her voice small and scared.Matteo turned to her, already pulling on his shoes over his pajamas. "Just stay here, Thalia. We just want to see dad."
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