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Chapter 20 - Healing Wounds in Quiet Solitude

As evening descended, Stallone and Olivia sat together on the front porch of the newly peaceful countryside home.

The crickets chirped softly in the tall grass while fireflies danced across the manicured lawn under a starry sky.

Olivia rested her head sleepily against Stallone’s shoulder, clutching her favorite toy car in her small hand.

“Grandpa, are we ever going back to that big scary house?” she asked softly, her voice carrying a trace of lingering doubt.

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“Never, sweetheart; this is our home now, and nobody can ever hurt us here,” Stallone promised, kissing her forehead.

She closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep with complete trust in the man who had fought the world to keep her safe.

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