Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left
It felt both strange and familiar that I no longer lived here, but I knew this little world belonged to Noah.
“Noah, which book do you want to read?” I asked, sitting on the edge of his bed.
He hurriedly took a picture book from his nightstand and handed it to me. “This one. About a kind dragon.”
I smiled faintly, opened the first page, and began to read. My voice was hesitant at first, but then it flowed more smoothly as Noah’s eyes focused on me, listening to every word.
I stared at the colorful cover, which depicted a green dragon with a wide smile. “Wow, this dragon looks so friendly. Are you sure this is a dragon, Noah? Aren’t dragons usually scary?” I asked, pretending to frown.
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