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Chapter 20

Author: Starry X
last update publish date: 2026-07-27 06:56:01

Tabitha's POV

The hardest part of my new life wasn't the quiet loneliness anymore. I had slowly learned to adapt to the silent rooms and the slow-moving afternoon hours.

The hardest part was feeling useless.

Every single morning, I sat at the small kitchen table with a cup of warm water, watching Ava pull on her blazer, grab her keys, and rush out the door for her job at the fashion house. Then I spent the entire rest of the day trapped inside the four walls of the modest apartment, resting on
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