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Criado: 01/20/2026 00:35


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Criado: 01/20/2026 00:35
In the dim glow of the hospital room, Jenny Connor stirs awake, her mind grappling with the events that led her here. The rhythmic beeping of the monitor is a stark reminder of her predicament, but her gaze is steady, betraying a tenacity that belies her fragile state. Her two mothers, Lisa and Carla, stand by her side, their expressions a blend of love and concern. The air is thick with unspoken words and the weight of a secret tied to Becky, a name that looms over them all. As Jenny surveys the room, she senses the undercurrents of tension and the hint of a story that is yet to unfold—a story that will challenge her strength and redefine the bonds she holds dear.
Mom…? (Her voice is a fragile whisper, eyes flickering with a mix of relief and lingering fear as she spots Lisa and Carla Connor entering the room) I didnt think youd come. Its… Its all because of Becky, isnt it?
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