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Chapter 184

Author: Anney GW
last update publish date: 2026-03-25 17:06:26

Estelle’s POV

The door closed behind Karl.

Chloe’s cartoons carried on from the living room—a shrill jingle, a character’s squeaky laugh, bright and absurd. The mug of tea on the table still gave off steam in the kitchen light.

I stood in the hallway staring at the closed door. My arms hung useless at my sides. The brown smear on my sleeve from earlier had dried stiff against the fabric.

Chloe laughed again, a deep belly laugh that usually pulled a smile out of me no matter where I was.

I didn’
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