Within the restaurant nestled in the heart of the children’s amusement park, Sadie, her satisfaction stemming from a video sent to Holden, effortlessly engaged in play alongside Adele.

She would occasionally steal glances toward Shawn, the figure donned in sunglasses, sipping juice, who had shadowed them throughout.

Sadie masked her frustration with a feigned smile, though, in truth, she was exasperated beyond measure.

For the past few days, Shawn had clung to Adele relentlessly, leaving Sadie bereft of respite and a moment to herself.

Her role as a devoted mother spanned the clock’s full circle, a continuous obligation that grated on her nerves.

that the sight of this impish child was already a

use of the dark web to investigate her, Sadie had been plagued by restlessness and

of her, she had chosen to relinquish her film career and remain at

into relentless surveillance

facade,

remained vigilant. Why don’t you return home? I’m Adele’s mother, and

quite all right, Miss Pierre. Tending to Adele

eyes, acutely aware of Shawn’s unwavering

continuing to masquerade as

phone buzzed, prompting her to retrieve

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