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Chapter 146

Penulis: Ray Olly
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-08 19:14:05
DAMIEN'S POV

Eleanor cooked again Thursday.

I came home to a different smell this time. Something slower, something that had been on the stove for hours, the kind of food that required time as an ingredient.

Elara was at the desk. Eleanor was reading in the living room with her shoes off and her legs tucked under her, exactly like her daughter.

She looked up when I came in.

"Lamb," she said. "Two more hours."

"I wasn't going to ask."

"You were going to smell it and wonder." She went back to her
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