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paradise and shadow

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Chapter 13: Paris Nights

Kai built his Lego tower on the floor of the penthouse. His tongue poked out in concentration. He was focused. Determined. So much like his father, except his eyes held kindness. They were mine.

I watched him from the couch. My son. Actually here. Actually safe. Actually wanting to be near me.

Three weeks ago, I thought I'd lost him forever. Three weeks ago, I was the broken Luna that everyone pitied. The woman who abandoned her child. The weak one who couldn't handle
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