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[97]Goodnight

Autor: Self-love
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-06-06 22:48:47
The kitchen quickly filled with the warm, comforting aroma of food.

Clara didn't prepare anything too heavy since it was already late and the children needed to sleep soon.

Instead, she made something simple but delicious, light sandwiches, warm soup, fresh fruit, and a few homemade treats that would satisfy their hunger without leaving them too full before bed.

As she finished arranging everything on the table, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the staircase.

The children had
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