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CHAPTER 100: Of What?

Penulis: Lady Sheldon
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-01-28 10:11:48

THEA

❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀

Mrs. Harlan didn’t move, her steady gray eyes fixed on me as she waited patiently for my answer.

I knew I could have told her to send my mother away. That I could have let Mrs. Harlan do what she did best—protect this house and everyone in it from unnecessary drama.

But something stopped me.

Maybe it was exhaustion.

Or was it curiosity?

Well, maybe it was the tiny, stupid, still-childish part of me that wanted to see if my mother had actually come to apologize, to exp
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