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Love Was Waiting

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HANNAH'S POV:

When we entered the house, the living room absolutely exploded with sound and color and joy.

Balloons hung everywhere, from the staircase railing, from light fixtures, clustered in corners. Ribbons in every color imaginable were draped across furniture. The dining table was completely covered with plates and platters of food, more food than we could possibly eat.

Cherry ran forward immediately and grabbed my free hand, literally bouncing with excitement.

"Hannah!" she squealed at
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What about her real family what happened to the supposed family that did this
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