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Dear step-uncle, you are mine (1)

Penulis: Bishop Writes
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-10 23:09:04

Emily.

It was one of those lazy Saturday afternoons when the house felt too big and too quiet.

Mom and Dad had driven out to Aunt Clara’s for the day—some cousin’s birthday thing I’d managed to skip. I stayed behind, telling them I had a migraine coming on. But the truth was, I just wanted silence. No chatter, no questions about college applications, no pretending everything was fine.

I was halfway through a playlist in my room when thirst dragged me downstairs. I hurried downstairs, my bare f
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