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He Chose Me Anyway

Penulis: Mimi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-31 19:02:41

The farmhouse was quiet.

Too quiet.

I stood by the window. The valley was dark. The river was dark. The sky was dark. No stars. No moon. Just black.

Vera stood by the door. Her gun was in her hand. Her eyes never stopped moving.

Rex lay on the bed. Lily slept on his chest. Barnaby was tucked under her arm. His hand rested on her back. His chest rose and fell with each breath.

I walked to him. Sat beside him.

He opened his eyes.

"Can't sleep?"

"No."

"Neither can I."

He shifted Lily carefully. Sa
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