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31 — ZOEY AND ZARA

Penulis: Blaq
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ASTRID

“Mummy!! Mummy, mummeeee!!!!”

Those are the first words that greet me the moment I walk through the front door, followed by two pairs of tiny legs running at full speed across the shiny marble floors.

A pang of love so potent, so fucking powerful slams into my chest. Without thinking, I fall on my knees and open my arms wide, watching with unbridled joy as my daughters fall into them.

Zoey and Zara wrap their little arms around my neck and bury their faces in my chest. I fall on my arse and hold them close, breathing in the comforting scent of their strawberry shampoo.

At that moment, all is right with my world. The chaos of making millions while plotting revenge disappears, and all that’s left is an overwhelming sense of gratitude for my babies. These little menaces keep me sane.

“Hi, my little sweetie pies.” I whisper into their hair. “Hi, my babies.”

“I missed you mommy.” Zoey murmurs, her lips vibrating against my neck. “Zara was being mean again.”

“Nuh-uh!!” Zara, ever on
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