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The Door She Opened

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last update 公開日: 2026-04-09 17:25:59

“Mom… is he coming today?”

Seraphina’s hand stilled mid-motion.

The knife hovered just above the apple, the blade catching a thin line of light from the window. For a second, she didn’t move—not forward, not back—as though finishing the slice would somehow confirm something she wasn’t ready to face.

“Who?” she asked, even though the answer had already settled somewhere in her chest.

Aldren stood by the table, watching her.

Not impatient.

Not restless.

Just… present.

There was something about th
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