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Chapter 84

Author: MayorGeorge
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-08 06:04:19

Sarah’s POV

The moment Adrian left, the air in the room felt heavier. I exhaled, trying to shake off the lingering tension, but it clung to me like a second skin.

That call—his name flashing on my screen—had sent a cold wave through my veins. I had silenced it quickly, but the weight of it hadn’t faded.

I didn’t want Adrian to know.

Not yet.

“Mommy?”

I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to Nora, who was watching me with those sharp, observant eyes of hers. She tilted her head slightly, a hint of concern creasing her small features.

“Are you okay?” she asked softly.

I forced a smile, reaching out to tuck a loose curl behind her ear. “Of course, sweetheart. Just a little tired.”

She didn’t look convinced, but before she could press, she climbed onto the bed and curled up beside me, her small hands holding onto my arm.

“Can we read?” she asked, already pulling a book from her bag.

I nodded, grateful for the distraction. “Of course.”

As she flipped open the pages, her excited voice fil
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