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93. Uncanny
“I mean,” uttered Amanda Corbett, staring at another photo that looked like a family picture of her, her husband and child. “ I know he never loved me, but he loved our child more than anything in the world.”
Zia, who was just keeping herself occupied with stuffing cookies into her mouth, thought to herself, “Why are you dropping this heavy drama on a child that’s not supposed to understand any of it?”
“Cookies!”
Zia’s attention was shifted to an energetic voice approaching the plate of cookies.
“Rory,” called Amanda upon seeing the little girl on the table. “You’re up already?”
Rory jumped in the embrace of Amanda as their eyes met. “Mommy!” she exclaimed.
Following Rory wa
LeemaLookalike characters check! Sasha and Sarah, Gray and Azriel, Alexandra and Amanda. Does author have a thing about twins? I don't know *averts confused eyes*
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