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Chapter 26: The Daughter They Never Chose

مؤلف: Anna Kendra
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-04 12:46:31

Aria's P.O.V

I had spent the rest of the week dreading this moment, not because I doubted my decision or that I wanted to stay. But because I knew exactly how this conversation would turn out.

My parents had spent twenty-five years teaching me to make myself smaller whenever it benefited someone else, mostly Amara, and today was the first day I was refusing to succumb to that kind of pressure.

The moving truck arrived shortly after nine i

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