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Time's Up II

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last update Last Updated: 2025-05-18 08:18:35

Mia's POV

“I’m really sorry, my love. It's my fault we're in this mess in the first place.”

“Enough with your apologies dad, just fix things already. If my mom leaves, I'll be leaving with her and that'll be it. I don't think I'll try to convince her then. You’re a nice guy to some extent, and you're so rich, but I'll choose her over you anytime.”

“It's okay, I can understand that. You don’t have to convince her for me either. I'm just glad you like me now.”

“I'm kind-hearted like my mom, so I couldn't hate you for so long.”

“Thank you so much, Truth.”

“You're welcome. Now we need to make a plan to help you get mom back.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I rushed back inside and threw myself into setting up the dinner table, letting muscle memory take over. My hands moved. My mind spiraled.

Then, like fate had a cruel sense of timing, I pulled open the wrong drawer and came face-to-face with it.

The article.

I stared at it. The edges sharp and clean like it was brand new. I’d avoided r
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