STACY “Mama, you’re back already,” he murmurs, his voice drowsy and warm, the word Mama carrying that unshakable sweetness that feels like it belongs only to me. “Yes, baby,” I whisper, leaning down until my lips almost brush his hair. “So… how was the gala? Grandma and I saw you on TV when th
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