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Chapter 11 - Lily Started Calling My Mansion “Home,” and Every Night I Remembered the Little Girl Who Had Saved Me in Central ParkWe moved into a smaller house.

No guards in every hallway.

No locked rooms.

No secrets.

Elena planted flowers.

Lily painted the walls.

I pretended not to notice.

One evening, she asked,

“Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“Why were you blind?”

I told her the truth.

“Someone hurt me.”

“Are they gone?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

She hugged me.

Then she whispered,

“I knew you could see.”

I laughed.

“You did?”

May you like

She nodded.

“Your eyes were just sleeping.”

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