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Chapter 162: A Question of Forgiveness

Autor: Crystal L.C
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Daniel noticed it immediately; the pause that came too long, the way his mum’s fingers tightened slightly around her cutlery before she relaxed them again. Sarah had always been composed in moments that unsettled others, but this was different.

This wasn’t a boardroom or a courtroom. This was a table with two children watching her, waiting for something only honesty could give.

She cleared her throat softly.

“Yes, child,” Sarah said at last, nodding once, as if the movement itself helped steady
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Lilys
She couldn’t expect Andrea to wait for her indefinitely until she felt ready.. right? He also deserved to pursue his own happiness or benefits.
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