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KAIA

My brain flatlines.

Like—nothing. Just static.

Did my daughter just… offer me up for se— I mean, sleep therapy?

Ronan’s lips twitch, and I can tell he’s fighting a laugh. The smug bastard.

“Hailey,” I manage, my voice strangled, “go finish your TikTok.”

“But Mommy—”

“No buts.”

Hailey fro...

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