Alicia keyed her way into her apartment, pure exhaustion pulling through her shoulders.
“Mama! Mama!” her daughter called, and Alicia put a smile on her face for Lily. Something smelled good in the apartment, which meant her mother was cooking. Alicia wasn’t going to be upset about that.
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