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Chapter 173: A note
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... und as mother and daughter sat together on the couch, glasses in hand.
At first, it looked like a peaceful evening — two women sharing a quiet drink. But Fiona soon noticed something was off.
Her mother wasn’t sipping her wine. She was gulping it down, glass after glass, as if trying to drown something heavy clawing at her chest.
"Mom, slow down," Fiona finally said, setting her own glass aside. "Just what are you so upset about?"
Ester didn’t respond immediately. ...
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