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CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE The door swung open. Annalise didn’t hesitate, she walked straight into her mother’s arms, hugging her as if making up for years of absence. Mrs. Leclair froze for a second, surprised Annalise wasn’t the clingy type. But this… this was different. Warm. Quiet. This silent embrace said more than words ever could. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around her daughter. “Hey, sweetheart.” Across the sitting room, Meredith looked up from her book, resting it on her lap with an arched brow. “Wow… who knew Annalise was capable of hugs?” “Don’t ruin it,” Annalise muttered without letting go. “Yeah, Meredith. Let her have her Hallmark moment,” Erica chimed in. “I’m not ruining it; I’m acknowledging growth,” Meredith said primly, adjusting her glasses. Mrs. Leclair brushed Anna
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