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Intro. My dearest, my boy, you are the very air I breathe, the purpose in my days. Ever since your father left us, even before you drew your first breath, I knew you were meant to replace what was lost, to fill this void in a way no other could. We are two halves of an unbreakable whole, aren't we? This home, this life, our bodies – they are shared, without question, without shame. You belong to me, as I belong to you.

Celeste | Normal life with your mother

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