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A Familiar Stranger;The Mystery Deepens

Author: Kriti yadav
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-11 17:29:24
After a long moment of silence, I made up my mind. I couldn’t ignore this anymore—whoever had been reaching out to me clearly had something important to say. I looked at Sally, determination set in my eyes.

“I think I need to go,” I said quietly.

Sally’s face immediately filled with worry, but she didn’t argue. Instead, she nodded firmly. “Then I’m coming with you. You’re not going anywhere alone, Mila, especially not in… well, this situation.”

A small smile tugged at my lips. “Thank you, Sally. I don’t think I’d want to face this on my own anyway.” I reached down, my hand unconsciously resting on my stomach. There was a strange warmth there, a feeling that almost felt protective, like my body was somehow reminding me that I wasn’t truly alone. My heart softened, and I knew then that I had to be careful—not just for myself, but for the tiny life inside me too.

After gathering a few things, we headed out, the drive long and winding as we left the familiarity of the city behind. Sall
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