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Apology for inconsistency

ผู้เขียน: Mary Wilson
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-04-23 21:07:29

Hey my loves 🤍

I owe you an apology for going quiet for a while. I know the chapter updates haven’t been as consistent as they should be, and I truly appreciate your patience with me.

I’ve been deep in preparation for my professional exams, and it took more time and focus than I expected. But I’m happy to say I’m back now fully present, fully energized, and ready to dive right back into the story with you.

Thank you for sticking with me, for your messages, your support, and for caring about this story as much as I do. It honestly means everything.

We’re not slowing down anymore. More chapters are coming, and things are about to get even more intense 👀🔥

Stay with me you’re going to love what’s next.

With love,Mary 🤍

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  • My stepdad's fantasy   Chapter 86– Snow Days and Small Truths

    The snow kept falling for three straight days, turning Chicago into something soft and quiet and new,It felt like the city was trying to bury the old memories under layers of white I woke up slowly that third morning, Julian’s arm still heavy across my waist, his breathing steady against my neck and for a long moment I just lay there listening there were no sirens in my head neither was there aphantom camera click it was just the distant sound of little feet in the hallway and Sofia’s excited whisper or should I say shouts which today was the most quiet whisper they knew “Emma, shhh! We gotta surprise them!” I smiled into the pillow these were the sounds I lived for now,at just almost a sec after the door creaked open and two bundled figures appeared,Sofia had somehow gotten her snowsuit on backwards, the hood covering half her face and Emma was trying to help but mostly laughing “Mommy! Daddy! It’s snow day! Big snow day!” Sofia launched herself onto the bed, cold cheeks pressin

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