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25. Making Out In The Office

Author: Diviney
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 11:26:58

Samantha's POV

The phone feels heavy in my hand, pulling my arm down, dragging my entire body into the floor. I knew this day was coming. I’ve rehearsed the explanation in the shower, in the car, in the quiet moments after tucking him in. But not now. Not like this.

"Mommy? Are you still there?" Charlie’s voice hitches with a sob that cuts deep into my heart. "Can you buy me one?"

My mouth opens, but the air in the room has turned to stone. No words form. How do I tell a five-year-old that
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