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Maltreatment.

Author: Dancing Pen
last update publish date: 2026-05-01 20:49:48

LENORA

The silence after Xarian’s mother spoke my name did not break immediately. It stretched in a way that made the air feel heavier, as though the room itself had decided to hold its breath. Even Xarian did not move at first. Her gaze stayed fixed on me, steady and unblinking, and something about the way she looked made me feel as though she had already started piecing things together long before anyone had said anything aloud.

Her mother, however, reacted differently. Disgust shifted across
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Melissa Brown
I can't believe she gave her life for one pack to end up in another similar situation. How?
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