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What Choice Of A Petrova…

作者: MURRs.
last update publish date: 2026-11-04 23:47:22
*THIRD PERSON POV.*

In her spacious second-floor bedroom, Sofia sat in her wheelchair near the tall bay windows.

Her slender fingers worked over a thick wooden frame. Scattered across her lap and the small table beside her were specialized sculpting tools, fine silver wire, and rare imported paint pigments.

All were materials that had drained her personal savings.

She was putting the finishing touches on an intricate, hand-carved art piece framed in silver leaf.

It was a customized commissi
MURRs.

Dear readers, ❤️ As I mentioned earlier, this new part of the story was going to focus more on the children, their dynamics, and the family’s lives years later. You can’t expect everything to be perfect or conflict-free. This is also part of character development and building the depth of the story. I understand some of you may find this phase a little slow, but please bear with me. Things will get better. However, considering the feedback, I’ll be wrapping up this part with just a few more chapters. Thank you to everyone who has continued to support and read. I appreciate you all. ❤️

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Lonwabo Mtila
Do not despair, you are doing an incredible job. Your writing skills are outstanding and character building is intriguing. It's beautiful to see the differences in the children's development especially since they are both girls. Sofia was sweet, the other is a rebel.
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