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The Request

Author: Ona Hearts
last update publish date: 2026-04-03 16:28:33

Elara’s Pov

I knew he was going to ask before he said it, and that was the problem. The calls had become regular, and my child had started mentioning him without hesitation. It had happened slowly, but it was clear now. He was no longer just a name or a face on a screen. He was becoming part of something routine, and I had not decided if I wanted that to happen.

Dinner went as usual. My child talked through most of it, moving from one story to another while I listened and responded where it
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