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... reath, his sobs intermittently wracking his body, shoulders trembling.
He had never cried like this before; he hadn’t expected Elder Cheney to really not want him one day.
“Chale, stop crying, Daddy doesn’t not want you,”
“I hate him, hate him, have hated him for a long, long time…” the little guy lay on Lilac Serval’s shoulder, head drooping, listlessly sprawled.
His large eyes were veiled with a layer of misty water vapor, blurring the sparkle, indiscernible. ...
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