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She scrubbed a hand over her eyes, letting out a frustrated sigh. She had been up longer than the sun, woken by the cries of her young son in the early hours of the morning. As she was still off from work on maternity leave, she had spent the entire day tending to the kid, and as a result she had had no peace. She knew that the leave hadn't been ( Read more... )

Her quiet hitches of breath could still be heard from across the room, where a boy was stood peeking in through the doorway, pausing in his intense game of hide and seek ( Read more... )

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