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eye to peek through.
“You’re not gonna yell at me?”
Rachel immediately crouched to eye level.
“No, honey. Nobody’s gonna yell at you.”
The little girl slowly opened the door.
Rachel nearly broke down at the sight of her.
Ellie stood barefoot on the cold floorboards wearing an oversized T-shirt that clearly belonged to her father. Her stomach looked swollen continue reading …
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