“She caught me eating in the kitchen, and she slapped me, so I slapped her back.” Relief, warm and almost visible, washed over Ottavia’s face, easing the tension in her shoulders. Her hands reached out, brushing gently against my cheeks, grounding me further in the reality that this was safe, that h
 آخر تحديث : 2025-10-06
آخر تحديث : 2025-10-06