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Chapter 296: Resignation
I never doubted you. And Karan will be proud of you. – Chance
Karan glanced up and saw Chance coming to his office through the large communal area. He stopped to admire a drawing that one of the girls drew. Squatting down to her level, he smiled brightly as he spoke with her. Some of the other kids at the table had to show him their pictures also.Karan knew that he was coming from the nursery where he would have dropped off Michael before coming to his office. Even if he rode his bike, he came in with Rye and was the one to take him to the nursery.It shocked most of the bunnies how attentive he was as a father. She had seen him with his nieces and nephews. Even if he hadn’t realized it, he wanted to be a father. He wanted to share those same memories that he had of Coon with his own children.After two more stops, Chance finally made his way into his office. Before anyone else could pounce on him, Karan did. She stepped into his office from the opposite door thaRelated chapters
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They had to take you back when you were ten because of your birth mother’s family. – AnthonyChance walked into their room at the Shack expecting to find Rye curled up on the bed. Instead, Michael was laying on a blanket on the floor with a few toys. Rye sat on the bed with the shoebox open and its contents on the bed.The pink dresser still sat in the corner and held a few outfits for them both. Most of the drawers were filled with toys, clothes and blankets for Micheal. A box of diapers and wipes sat on top. The ugly green couch sat against a wall and Chance would love to get rid of it. But it was something that Rye would need to do on her own. He couldn’t make her get rid of it. So much had been taken from her over the years by her mom.And now everything had been taken away by her sister. Her home. Her safety. Her security. Her sense of well-being.If the ugly couch made her feel better, he would put up with it.“Hey, Duchess.” Chance said softly as he s
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 303: Murphy
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Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 304: Fears
It doesn’t matter how scared you are, never show your fear or your tears. – Leigh AnneSix-year-old Rye sat on the bathroom counter with tears, snot and blood covering her face. Leigh Anne carefully dabbed at the bloody nose with a damp rag. The door was closed and locked, but they could hear the adults yelling. Leigh Anne was wearing the black lace dress that the man had brought. Rye had put it on but quickly took it off. The material was itchy and made her uncomfortable. It looked more like what a woman would wear, not a little girl.“Baby sister, you can’t tell anyone that mom hit you. Bad things will happen to dad.”“Why does she hate me?” she sobbed in her childlike innocence. “She doesn’t, baby sister.” Leigh Anne soothed. “It’s like daddy says, she loses herself.”“She doesn’t hit you.”“She hurts me in other ways.”“I don’t like it when daddy goes away.”“Me either, baby sister.”A strong arm wrapped around her, and a familiar voice
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