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Chapter Seventy-six

Author: Blessing. B
last update publish date: 2026-04-07 21:51:52

LEAH POV

I stand up from the kitchen table and walk up to Sophie's room standing by the door. I see Mom doesn't leave Sophie's side for even a minute, she falls asleep on Sophie’s bed one hand holding on her arm as if she will vanish if she lets go.

Sophie is asleep but her face is still pale. I turned around after standing there for what felt like an eternity watching them back into the living room.

I find Emily has fallen asleep so I drape a blanket over her, she stirs a bit her fingers tight
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