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Chapter 112

Penulis: Devika
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-04 15:27:14

The morning had started with something close to hope. Four had kissed my forehead before leaving for work, a gesture so tender it made my chest ache. For a moment, I had let myself believe we were building something real. Something that could survive the wreckage of our past.

That hope died the second I walked into Little Stars Crèche.

Everything looked normal at first. The receptionist smiled her usual bright smile. The hallway smelled like crayons and apple juice. Parents chatted near the sig
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