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Chapter 125 No mother hates her real child

Rachel's POV

The sun was high up in the sky, and the sound of busting cars mixed with the grinding of some kinds of stuff I couldn't name filled the air.

Though it was really nosy, to me it sounded peaceful.

I stared out the window, looking down at the city below. Actually, I wasn't staring at it. I wasn't even thinking about the loud noises, that was why I found it so peaceful.

I was too preoccupied with thinking of more important things than to actually focus on ...

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