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... es of grief, wore it down until all that remained was a dull ache buried deep inside.
Edrick Rochester disagreed.
Even now, six years later, he remembered everything.
The scent of lilac perfume clinging to his mother's gown. The way her hands would card gently through his hair when he fell asleep in her lap. The sound of her laughter echoing down the long corridors of the Rochester estate, turning stone and silence into warmth.
And then—silence.
No lullabi ...
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