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Chapter 8 - Obedient. Quiet. Pretty.
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JanedoewritingsYou know, most of the time, kids act based on what they see and learn at home. It becomes second nature. But then they grow up… and sometimes, they realize, wait, that wasn’t okay. That’s when the real strength shows. Instead of repeating the cycle, they choose to break it. Heal it. Do better. I love writing characters who go through that shift. It’s messy. It’s human. And it makes the payoff so worth it. 💔➡️❤️
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