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I ran.
I didn’t stop to ask when exactly he’d arrive.
I didn’t ask how far he was, whether he was tired, or whether someone had offered him tea or an unnecessary political report on his return.
None of that mattered.
Because all I knew was that my papa—my world.
My terrifying, tyrant, tree-trunk-sized-palm-slap-you-on-the-head Papa. My everything—was finally home.
My boots echoed wildly down the marbled halls, clattering like a small thun ...
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