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Chapter 127

Auteur: June
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-07 00:00:02

Eve's POV

I had gone to visit my boys after which I wheeled myself back to change my clothes, my arms still smelling of the special soap the nurses made us use before handling the babies.

When I found folded into a paper plane and probably left on the windowsill of my hospital room while I was in the NICU feeding the boys. The paper was ordinary white printer stock, the kind you could find in any supply closet on any floor. The handwriting was rushed but legible, as if someone had written it q
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