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The Heart’s True Home

Author: Little Rose
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-12 00:26:59

Ember Celeste Frost's POV

"What! Who was foolish enough to reject my daughter?" My father thundered, his voice booming through the room.

My mother slid closer to me, wrapping me in a gentle hug. In her arms, I felt safe and warm, forgetting for a moment my predicament. "It's okay, child. You don't have to trouble yourself with those memories anymore. You're free now, and you're free to choose someone else you like," she whispered, her voice soothing my aching heart.

"I started to feel a little better from her comforting presence. Wiping away my tears with the back of my hand, I tried to act nonchalant and quickly changed the topic. “Could you guys stay with me today? I feel lonely when you're all out.”

“We had some important things to take care of, but they’ve been sorted out now.

However, you, my dear, need to learn how to manage these situations on your own moving forward," my father said, his tone both steady and gentle.

I snuggled into my mother’s arms, completely at ease. Owen’s
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