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The night had passed in the most unusual of ways. When they woke up the next morning, they realized they had slept in each other's arms. They got ready and walked out of the dive bar that had hosted them. They walked through the streets, smiling, joking like old friends. She was really trying to cheer them up and, for once, not in the way they had always thought was right. They arrived at the orphanage and were greeted by Margot who, as soon as she saw them, lowered her gaze, bowed her head and tried to hide her tears and an expression that promised absolutely nothing good. Agnès and Adrien had understood just by looking at her, in the first few seconds, that something was wrong. > Agnès tried to unlock the situation, but the words died in her throat when, finally, the woman raised
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