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d brothers, had to fly back to New York
ndle everything as quickly as possible and then bring me and t
to take care of me. My second brother, Caleb, stood lik
nourishing soup my mother had personally made f
g me stories about my childhood, her e
ad never known. Was this what it felt like to have a home? A harbo
anyone. I no longer had to fear being abando
ooked out the window, and the decision I had ma
ON
on, slamming a report on the Pa
erence room were silen
y, I had been feeling an inexpl
ess, constantly growling in the back o
t it out of habit. The screen was
trange. Ve
yesterday, Anika had
ng incessantly, begging for my forgiveness or
r silence was like an invisibl
hat belonged to me had sudd
nocked and entered, in
ital. Miss Anika and the children are doing well. She has been mov
suite? Where did
us for payment?
ha. The bill seems to have b
eepened. Anoth
The thought made my Inner Wol
e. A rejected, low-born Omega, what kind o
o get, trying to get my at
et's see how long
deciding not to think about it anymo
ready crumbled without my knowledge. And the call I was w
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