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Leave Elijah

Autor: Emilycee
last update Data de publicação: 2026-01-26 15:57:51

KIRA POV

Two months.

It had been almost two months since Kira got the kids back, and honestly, it was nice but stressful as hell.

Not that she was complaining. She loved having both Lily and Ethan home. Loved hearing them laugh together, loved watching them play in the garden, loved tucking them into bed every night.

But before, when she was just a housewife, taking care of them was her only job. Wake up, make breakfast, school drop off, pick up, homework, dinner, bedtime. Simple. Predictable.

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