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The Academy's Rejection

Author: Ksana
last update publish date: 2026-11-03 05:13:26
As the days passed, Anatolia began to notice subtle shifts in how the girls treated her.

Whenever she was nearby, Astrid relaxed almost instantly, crawling into her lap during story time or clinging to her clothes without hesitation. Ingrid was more cautious. She watched Anatolia with sharp, careful eyes, trying to decide if this fierce human mother could truly be trusted.

Anatolia didn't force affection, nor did she demand that the girls call her Mommy. Instead, she simply showed up. When Astri
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