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Chapter 192

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The call came just as the sun was dipping low over the water. A big grin automatically covered her lips as Monet balanced the tablet against a stack of books on the balcony table, the breeze lifting her hair as the screen flickered to life.

For a heartbeat, she saw only Florence’s ceiling—then laughter burst through the speakers.

“Mommy!”

Carter’s face filled the screen, far too close, his nose pressed almost flat against the camera.

“You’re squishing it,” Meredith scolded from somewhe
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