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Chapter 28: The Things She Didn't Ask Part 1

Author: Anna Kendra
last update publish date: 2026-06-07 03:29:35

Aria's P.O.V

It had been six days since I moved out of my parents' house, and I had never felt so free in my entire life.

Every morning, I woke up to sunlight pouring through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of my apartment instead of my mother's criticism echoing through the hallway. Every evening, I came home to silence instead of being expected to solve everyone else's problems.

No demands, no guilt trips. No reminders that Amara was more important than me.

Just peace.

It was almost susp
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