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249. Don’t Snore

Author: Angela Lynn Carver
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-05 08:44:30

Daphne closed the door to the small back room behind her. Her heart was still pounding, not from fear but from the stupid, unexpected flutter that Landon’s smile had stirred in her chest.

Again.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, watching Ella sleep for a long moment. The girl had finally relaxed, her body no longer curled in defense but stretched out slightly under the blanket, her breathing soft and steady.

Daphne ran a hand through her hair and let out a quiet breath. She hadn’t meant to kiss him. Not really. But something about the way he looked at her…so calm, so sure, had made her want to prove him right.

She pulled the extra blanket over Ella.

Why did she decide to rescue her? She still wasn’t entirely sure.

It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen other children being held by Father…

She had. Too many. Their blank stares. Their quiet, obedient silence. Some cried. Most didn’t. Most had forgotten how.

And she had walked past them. Walked away from them because survival meant not lookin
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