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Chapter 24- Queen of the Cold War is back. Guess who?

Author: Luna Blue
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Amelia POV

She pushed past me like I was a coat rack.

Literally.

Her shoulder hit mine, her suitcase scraped against my leg, and I stumbled back two steps, blinking in disbelief as Victoria waltzed into the house like it was hers—like I was the intruder.

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked, my voice low, shaky.

She didn’t even look at me. She just tossed her coat over the back of the couch and dropped her suitcase right in the middle of the hallway. “Didn’t Maxwell tell you?” she said with a venomous smile. “I’m moving in. Our daughter needs her mother and not some stranger.”

I opened my mouth to protest, scream, and demand she get the hell out—but the rapid thump of small footsteps interrupted me.

“Mommy!”

Lila.

She came running down the stairs, curls bouncing, arms outstretched. Her face lit up like the sun itself rose in her chest.

Victoria knelt just in time to scoop her into her arms, spinning her once before holding her close. “Oh my baby,” she murmured, her voice coated in s
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