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Seventy Six

Author: kaira queen
last update publish date: 2026-03-24 02:10:51

CAELUM'S POV

I looked at the crib, and memories washed over me — thoughts that I’d buried and repressed for the better part of 20 years. Victoria, my own aunt who was Vivienne's little sister. I was a mere 8 years old when she’d been presumed dead, too young to grasp the enormity of death and the grief that followed its wake.

I remembered her being essentially gentle where Vivienne was hard and cold. Warm and kind where Vivienne was calculating and distanced. She had read me bedtime stories whe
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