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Chapter 82

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JASON

I was still floating somewhere in my sleep when something small slammed into my chest hard enough to wake me up.

“Daddy!”

I groaned and buried my face deeper into the pillow.

“Hm?”

“Daddy!”

Something soft hit my cheek.

I cracked one eye open and found myself staring directly at Mr. Bear’s permanently stitched smile.

Behind him stood Sophie, looking entirely too awake for this hour of the morning. Her curls were messy, her pajamas were mismatched, and her tiny hands rested on her hips like
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