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... orners as the weight of Avery’s words hit her. She tried to blink them away, but the turmoil etched across her face made Avery regret bringing up the past. She shouldn’t have said anything. Not now. Not when Natalie was already going through a shit.
"Is... Is he sick, Mom?" Emily’s voice broke the silence in the room. The girl who had been fuming moments earlier now seemed small, her bravado replaced with uncertainty. Her eyes darted nervously between her mother and Avery, seeking answer ...
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