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CHAPTER 28: A VILLAGE
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2025-05-22 07:30:05VELARA’S POV
Lilith’s smile was warm and genuine as she said, “It really does take a whole community to raise a child. Looks like we’re about to build our own little village here.” She clapped her hands once, a quiet promise hanging between us. “Alright, let’s get all this stuff upstairs before the delivery truck arrives. We also need to clear out that old bed, two new ones are supposed to arrive around noon. Do you know what time the girls will get here?”I glanced at my watch. “They said around ten this morning.”Lilith didn’t waste a moment. Her voice cut through the morning stillness with energy. “Then we better get a move on. After all this, I’m going to need a serious coffee fix… and maybe a few of these,” she said, holding up a cigarette with a playful grin. Her mischievous smile made me laugh despite the tiredness settling in my bones.Without hesitation, we dove into the work ahead, the quiet determination between us a steady rhythm again
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