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Small Things

Author: Empi
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 06:17:51

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Small Things

Aria's POV

It started with breakfast.

Not a grand gesture. Not flowers or an apology delivered through a lawyer or anything that announced itself. Just a message on a Tuesday morning when I was already running late and trying to find my other shoe.

There's a café two streets from Elara. The one with the green awning. They make good ginger tea. Supposed to help with morning sickness. In case you haven't found somewhere yet.

I stood with one shoe in my hand and rea
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