Chapter One-Hundred & Eleven

The safehouse is quiet, almost eerily so. A dim golden light filters through the drawn curtains as Bianca sits cross-legged on a worn-out couch, cradling one of the twins. The baby shifts, cooing softly in her arms, while the other sleeps in a bassinet beside her.

The television screen glows in fro...

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