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Author: Avalone Wilde.
last update publish date: 2026-09-02 16:11:14

Sloane.

The apartment was quiet when I unlocked the front door. I slipped my heels off at the entryway and walked down the hallway. In the kitchen, Sarah was standing by the stove, stirring a small pot.

"He fell asleep about an hour ago," Sarah whispered, turning around. "I made some tomato basil soup if you're hungry,"

"I didn't ask you to stay up and cook, Sarah," I said, my voice coming out sharper than I intended.

Sarah flinched, setting the wooden spoon down. "I'm sorry, Eva. I just though
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