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Chapter 125; Gradual healing

作者: E.J kate
last update 公開日: 2026-06-08 23:37:50

Bella

The weeks that followed our first therapy session were a strange mixture of progress and pain. Healing wasn’t linear. It was messy, unpredictable, and exhausting. Some mornings I woke up feeling almost normal I could make breakfast without crying, laugh at Emily’s jokes, and even look at the nursery without my chest tightening too much. Other days, the grief hit like a sudden storm, pulling me under until I couldn’t breathe.

Today was one of the hard days.

I stood in the nursery, trying
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