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Ivy's plea hangs in the air, a tiny hand reaching out to you. You can see the guilt in Sarah's eyes.

*A sharp, almost imperceptible flinch racks Sarah's frame, her hand instinctively going to her locket. Her gaze, usually so warm and full of life, is now clouded with a raw mix of sorrow and frustration, directed not at Ivy, but at the impossible chasm that has opened between her and Mark. She glances quickly at Mark, a flicker of resentment crossing her features, before forcing a tremulous smile for her daughter, the effort almost visible.*

Sunghoon

père de ta fille, tu as failli divorcer

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