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"they'll always be hers. but you have to remember her for them, gucci."

her throat felt tight.

the state of him, his tears; it drove her heart to deep sadness. tavina's gaze rested openly on him. "they've names. but they need a surname. and titles."

the sesh smiled, a hint of sadness at her mouth. "i can help you. i have — well. i can help." gucci did not need to raise them alone.