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Chapter 122

Penulis: Bil
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As Vera helped her into the backseat of the car and buckled her in, Eira turned to her with an almost dreamy sigh. “His name was cool too.”

Vera froze, hands pausing just above the seatbelt clip. “You asked for his name?”

“He told me!” Eira said, chewing her lip. “But I can’t remember it. I gave him a nickname instead.”

“Oh?” Vera raised an eyebrow as she settled into the driver’s seat. “What nickname?”

“Mr. Droopy Eyes.”

Vera blinked, caught off guard.

“What?”

“He had droopy eyes! Like he hadn’t slept in forever. But he still looked like a superhero,” Eira declared confidently, swinging her legs as she held Princess Pickle tight. “And he talked so soft. Like you, Mama. When you talk to the moon.”

Vera stilled.

Talk to the moon.

How many times had she found herself at the window whispering into the dark, wondering if Asher could hear her across the distance?

Her daughter didn’t miss a thing.

“You’re imagining things, baby,” Vera said with a gentle smile, brushing it off. “Still, no mo
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