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Chapter 152

Freya's POV

The cool night air hit my face as we walked toward the car, and I finally felt like I could breathe again. The oppressive atmosphere from dinner still clung to my skin like smoke.

"Mommy," Lily tugged at my jacket. "We don't like Anson. He's not as nice as Grandpa and Great-Grandpa."

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