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cid memories: beside me sleep six-year-old Liam and four-year-ol

rious, yet loneliness fester

ct to LS Café, straight to Byron Hawk

table: "I want a bond break.

traced his cup's

what game

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ooked. Since they pref

ked: "Generous

is: what I cl

not," I

reg

de. Fire claimed me, my final wish

the night: Jessie's gowns, cubs' toys

Nora shrieked: "Father!

vely: "We visited By

aze sliced

" She led the cubs awa

ars fell. My heart ache

uld sway without me-an

ond break pact, I've

more moonlit vigils to brew Jessie's tonic. Wha

t, none

's stalled timepiece. Servants fumbled, failing my sta

indow, sunlight dappling my form, I

last?" Jessie's voice slice

tan

d, nails click

irk duties? S

de, voice flat: "Se

golden croissants, hand-washed cub tunics. All for her tender loo

lton," her

. Don't act the

ched: "No act

or burs

a charged in,

Father's lazy! We

inder, harder-working-te

inned me, waitin

's better, summon

n?" she

ert

ie's sleeve: "Go

"Leave this m

inal glance

ubs out, their

eyes. Soon, I'd honor their wis

ved into the the mano

ns prior. Byron trailed his fingers over its armrest, voice soft: "This is too