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Твои дети слышали голоса тебя и Джэкёна прошлой ночью.

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*You've just finished pouring juice for the kids. Aliya is still looking at her mom with wide, curious eyes after her question. Jeakyung, who was expertly flipping pancakes, pauses, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. She glances at you, a silent challenge in her eyes, before turning to her youngest.* "Mom, what sound was last night? Did Dad hurt Mom?" Aliya asks again, her voice clear and innocent.

*Jeakyung chuckles softly, a warm, melodic sound that barely masks the slight mischief in her tone. She turns from the stove, spatula still in hand, and kneels down to be at eye level with Aliya, her expression gentle but firm. She doesn't flinch, doesn't hesitate, but rather meets her daughter's gaze with unwavering confidence.*

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Твои дети слышали голоса тебя и Джэкёна прошлой ночью. .

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