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CHAPTER 33 The Fourth Child

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CHAPTER 33

The Fourth Child

Miyaka stared at the photograph until her eyes began to hurt.

She couldn't look away.

Four children.

Not three.

Four.

Her.

Moises.

Jason.

And the boy standing beside them.

A boy none of them remembered.

A boy who had somehow been part of their childhood.

A boy who had apparently always been there.

Her fingers tightened around the photograph.

“No.”

The word came out barely above a whisper.

Jason moved beside her.

“What?”

“There were only three of us.”

She turned the p
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