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Chapter 14
“Please, daddy. I don’t want them in-” Her words were cut off with another kick. She curled into a ball, wishing she’d said nothing at all.
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A single staircase led upstairs while there were three doors coming from the hallway. The walls were a lovely grey, which contrasted the rest of the palace’s cream or stone walls. Adelaide opened the door to the left, “Living room,” she said as she walked in, “Opposite is dining.” She gestured to the door by the stairs, “Then kitchen,” Adelaide pointed towards an archway. Klara took in the living room, a matching fabric three piece suite, TV, paintings of rivers and trees. It was comfortable and homely. Klara liked it. “Wade’s not home.” Adelaide announced as she gestured to Klara to sit. <
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