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... ering through the curtains as Cleora stirred awake.
Sleep still clung to her, making her movements slow and deliberate as she blinked away the remnants of dreams, then she turned her head slightly, her gaze softening instantly when she noticed Coco curled tightly against her.
Her daughter’s breathing was steady, her dark hair splayed messily across the pillow.
A fond smile tugged at Cleora’s lips.
Just like when she was little.
The memory flashed in her mi ...
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