Chapter 162 Help Is Coming

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"Goodnight, Mama," James mumbled sleepily, already turning to his favorite side of the bed and curling up beneath the soft blankets. His small fingers clutched the edge of the duvet, pulling it up to his chin as his eyes drifted shut.

"Goodnight, my love," Bernadette replied softly, a ...

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