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Chapter Nine: Beg For Forgiveness

Author: Teehmah black
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-07 08:27:04

Nyra

My mother’s glassy green eyes held mine for one long, suspended second. Then she stepped forward and pulled me into her arms.

She smelled like lavender and the hand cream she had used my whole life. In eighteen years, I could count her hugs on one hand, and I stood stiff as a post, unsure what to do with my own arms. Then something in my chest gave way, and they rose on their own.

“You’re alive,” she whispered into my hair. “Moon above, you’re alive.”

“I’m okay, Mom.”

“Are you hurt?” She p
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