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Chapter 75: Motherhood
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2026-05-01 02:28:38The months after little Damon's birth were a time of profound change for Elara, a season of rediscovery and deepening love.
She had been a mother before—to Luna, to Ayla, to Kael, to Hope. She had changed diapers and soothed fevers and kissed scraped knees. She had stayed up through countless sleepless nights, had worried over every cough and cry, had celebrated every first word and first step. Motherhood was not
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