Seems Too Good Chapters 49 and 50 by Sofia Hammerstein

Doctor Nick Benning has worked hard to become a phenomenal surgeon. Ads for traveling to a new dimension have begun to pop up everywhere; including a billboard asking 'Life got you down? Debt sky-high? Health problems? Just needing new scenery? Visit Portal Relocations on the web to learn of your chance for a new life!' Circumstances in life change for him and the journey begins to sound intriguing despite the stories he's heard... (A Tale from the Diaper Dimension)

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The Legal Stuff: Seems Too Good © 2020-2025 By Sofia Hammerstein
 
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission.

 
 

Chapter 49: Storytelling
 

I LOOKED AROUND the room and saw I was being held by Ivy in the nursery at home. I hoped for a moment that the day had been some massive nightmare, but looking down at my body clothed in scrubs, I knew it wasn’t. I felt tears come out of my eyes then and looked up at Ivy, who likewise had her own tears showing right then.

“You awake now?” she asked me.

I shrugged, “I guess… I’m still pretty sleepy? Adrenaline crash,” I told Ivy.

“I’m not surprised; I’m dealing with my own right now. You want something to eat?”

Right then, there was a… catch in her voice, and I wondered what that was about.

I wasn’t starving, but I was thirsty. I saw that her bra was soaked and decided that I could help Ivy and drunkenly land myself back to sleep where I could maybe forget about the last few hours.

“Just your milk?” I said quietly.

She looked surprised, and I saw even more tears coming from her eyes, “Okay, we can do that.”

She sat me on the ground for a second and pulled her scrub top off to reveal the bra with massive areas around both nipples discolored from dried milk. She pulled it free and flung it on the ground before using a baby wipe to clean herself of crusty milk residue. Once that was done, she bent down and picked me up before sitting down in the rocking chair.

I was so thirsty and desperate to fall asleep again that I practically leaped to her nipple and began sucking. Feeling the warmth of her breast, her teat on my tongue and her heartbeat lulled me into a sense of comfort that I had not even dreamed possible a few hours before. Thoughts of everything faded away as the milk did its job and knocked me out.
 

IVY SAT THERE holding Holly for several minutes after she passed out from the milk, just watching her nurse in her sleep. It lacked the urgency of the first moments Holly had latched. She wondered what had brought that on. ‘She’s never been that… enthusiastic before?’ Ivy thought. She managed to get her to latch onto her second breast before she went to sleep. Holly had slowed to not really sucking anymore. Unfortunately, there was still some milk she needed to get out. She sighed, knowing that Holly definitely wouldn’t be waking up to finish the job anytime soon.

She felt Holly’s diaper and found it was just a little bit damp. Usually, she wouldn’t change her yet and risk waking her up, but with the horrible diaper rash forming, she knew she couldn’t leave her in a wet diaper any longer than necessary. She laid her gently on the changing table and pulled her top and bottoms off as gently as possible. The top got caught slightly on her tangled hair for a moment, but miraculously Holly stayed asleep as she exposed her diaper. Ivy gently opened it, wiped her, placed a new diaper on her, and then dressed her in a light footless sleeper before laying her in the crib. Holly never showed any signs of waking up the whole time. Ivy skipped putting her soaked bra back on and pulled her scrub top on without it. She walked to the living room where her mom had sat down. “Dad’s not here, right?”

“No, he stayed home to do some work around the house,” she told her with a smile.

“Okay… I need to pump some milk, and then I really need a shower before we talk.”

“That’s fine, sweetie, but I thought maybe Holly would have nursed you dry?”

“She only made it through part of my second breast…” she sighed.

Walking to the kitchen, she gathered her pump and hooked herself up. The pump was soon working, and she couldn’t help but think, ‘It’s so much better when Holly nurses!’

Her mom walked over to the table and sat down next to her, “Penny, for your thoughts?”

“Oh… I was just thinking…?”

“Thinking what?”

She sighed, “It feels so much better when Holly does this.”

Her mom nodded, “I always preferred you over the pump too… Well, at least until you started biting when your teeth came in... You were the worst about doing that!”

Ivy blushed, “Sorry, glad Holly has never done that.”

“It would be karma, though, huh?” her mom said with a smile.

They sat there quietly for a bit until she could tell it was okay to call it good and cleaned up without saying anything else. “I’m going to take that shower, Mom,” she told her as she walked to her bedroom.

“Okay, dear, I’ll work on making some dinner for you two.”

“I don’t know…?”

“At some point, Holly will wake up, and she’ll be genuinely starving. You just worry about yourself right now. I’ll worry about you and my grandbaby,” she told her.

“But…”

“This is where you say ‘Yes, Mommy,’” she told her.

Ivy sighed, “Yes, Mommy.”

She did appreciate that her mother cared about how they were doing. The shower wasn’t long, as she couldn’t help but want to frequently check in on Holly. By the time she was out, had put on a comfortable stretchy top and yoga pants, she was convinced that Holly might have already woken up. However, when she checked in on the monitor in the nursery, she could tell that Holly was still soundly asleep in precisely the same spot in the crib that she had left her.

She sighed with relief as she walked out to the kitchen. Her mom had just put a casserole dish in the oven as she sat down. “What did you make?”

“Just a simple chicken pasta bake; it’ll be ready in about thirty minutes,” she told her.

“Thank you… you didn’t have to do that.”

“Yes, I did. You’ve both just had a completely traumatic experience today from what little your brother told me.”

Ivy nodded slowly, “Mom… I…” And with that, she devolved into tears as her own mommy wrapped her in a tight hug. Right then, all of the emotional insanity of the day came out at once.
 

I SLEPT FOR a long while before I stirred. My room had blackout curtains, so I couldn’t tell if it was still daylight or not outside since the butterflies glowed either way. As I sat up, I could tell that I had been changed at some point into a sleeper… and I assumed a dry diaper. The one I had on didn’t seem wet, so I wondered ‘how recently?’ I stood up in my crib and stretched. I looked at the LittleProtect watch on my wrist and saw that it was about three hours after I last remembered looking at the time.

I looked around the room, and the dichotomy of the odd day hit me like a ton of bricks. ‘I just performed two emergency surgeries, killed the leader of a terrorist group… and yet I’m still sleeping in a damn baby crib!’ I was feeling annoyed as the door swung open. It wasn’t Ivy like I expected; instead, it was her mom who came over and quietly said. “Mommy is sleeping right now; I came to help you two out tonight. You hungry?”

My stomach chose that moment to grumble, so I nodded, “I could eat…?” I said nervously, knowing she always seemed one step from the crazy babying Amazon type.

She picked me up and felt my diaper, “Doesn’t feel very wet. Your mommy said you had a bit of a rash, though, so let’s go ahead and change you to be safe?”

I just nodded and went limp as she pulled open some crotch snaps that this sleeper had. The diaper was nearly dry, but I could see a bit of brown on the wipe as she did my butt. ‘Damn Amazonian breast milk!’ I griped. ‘Yet you went straight for the boob juice when you had the chance earlier!’ I shook my head.

She had me dressed in a new diaper and back in the sleeper before carrying me to the high chair in the kitchen and placing a bib around my neck. “Give me a few minutes. I’ll have to heat yours with the microwave. You slept way past dinner,” she told me.

I nodded, “It was a long day,” I told her.

She nodded, “That’s what your Uncle Jonah said… He called and told me I needed to get over here. He only told me a little bit, but not everything. The news claims a bunch of pretty crazy things happened?” She placed one of my plates of food down on the tray, filled with more pasta than I could ever eat. “Here, your mommy said you’d be able to feed yourself with a fork.”

I stared at her in surprise and took the opportunity. I used the small fork I’d been given to stab the most oversized rigatoni noodle that could exist and put it into my mouth. The pasta had an Alfredo sauce on it, and it was delicious! “I guess that’s one way of putting it… what did the news say?”

“Well, they said that a group of Littles had found some guns and decided to bring them to daycare to play with, thinking they were just toys?”

I groaned, “So nothing about them being a terrorist cell?”

“What?!?” She asked. “Surely you’re kidding. They were just Littles who got some things they shouldn’t?”

“Before I correct that idiocy, what else did they say?”

“Well… one thing… they mentioned a Little girl that everyone was calling ‘Doc’ managed to save the life of one of the babies in there?”

I nodded, “Well, that part is true… what else did they say?”

“Well… they claimed that a mythical special forces unit, made up entirely of Littles, was the group to make the rescue?”

“The Hellcats, I think they called them,” I nodded. “That part’s true.”

“They mentioned that same Little helped patch up one of those who was injured…?”

“Also, true,” I told her. “So, did they mention the body count?”

“Body count? They didn’t say that anyone died?”

I sighed, “You want to hear the true account?”

“You’re not just going to make up some big fairytale?”

I snorted and shook my head, “Believe me, if I were making up stuff, I would never come close to today’s reality.” I took another bite of the large pasta and chewed it before taking a drink from the baby bottle of juice she had sat on the tray.

“Go ahead then?” She asked. “Ivy… I mean, your mommy couldn’t talk about it…?”

“Things were going mostly okay this morning until suddenly, two of the Littles in the nursery pulled out some automatic weapons. They shot the three nannies that ran the room in the head, and then ten more of them came inside the room from somewhere. They had apparently run through and shot up the other nannies in the daycare on their way in.”

“You’re…”

“Not kidding, it happened. Ask Jonah if you don’t believe me after this…?” I shook my head, “I checked on all three of them really quickly to ensure there wasn’t anything I could do for them before joining the hostages in a corner. After a while, the masked leader had me examine this Little they had broken in for.”

“Was she shot or something?”

I shook my head and took another quick bite of food, “No, she wasn’t responding to any of them and had been in the newborn room... He wanted to know what had been done to her.”

“And…?”

I looked at her curiously and decided to hell with it; I’d be honest about what I felt. “Someone had butchered the poor girl and sliced up her Achilles tendon, along with another set on her biceps to keep her from being able to walk or crawl. In addition, they pulled all of her teeth out and performed what I guessed was a hysterectomy. They’d also performed a mastectomy badly.”

“Badly?”

“Most of the time, surgery like that shouldn’t leave scars in this dimension… So they had to have intended to leave scars…?” I shook my head, “That’s really the only explanation for the massive scars I saw. I examined her and couldn’t get any signs of mental awareness out of her. I told them that if I had the girl as a patient back home, I’d diagnose it as a Persistent Vegetative State… He became beyond upset, and I was worried he’d attack me for a second before the police tried a first run at getting inside. The twelve of them pushed back and held them from coming in, but a little two-year-old amazon girl was shot.”

“They shot a baby?” She said in horror.

“I’m not sure which side shot her, but yeah… I immediately began trying to stabilize her with what little I had in the nursery. Jonah and Ivy helped me out outside by getting me a few trauma kits and a stretcher for her. It was touch and go, but I was able to dig the bullet out and use the nanite kit they’d given me to get her back together.”

“By yourself?!?”

“I know you all have this blind spot to our height, but I really was a very good surgeon back home! Ivy was kind enough to let me study everything here to where I feel like I know more than when I left home even.”

“Sorry… continue?” She asked.

I took a few more bites of food to make her wait and fill my stomach some more. “After that, they were negotiating, and I pushed for them to let the baby go so they could care for her better outside. But I pointed out that she wasn’t much use as a hostage anyway then… So, they made a trade for the hospital CEO who was the person responsible for the damaged Little in the end.”

“That must be the guy they say was accidentally shot?”

I shook my head, “Nothing accidental there - and he definitely wasn’t shot. Once they learned how far the guy had gone with the poor girl, he was stabbed in the heart… Well, that’s after he had his same ligaments cut and some of his skin peeled off,” I shuddered at the memory.

Ivy’s mom looked at me in horror, then, “Please tell me…” she shook her head. “Never mind, you warned me that this would be too big of a tale to make up… So, how’d you make it out?”

“Well, after that, he shot the girl that they’d come for. He told me he did it to put her out of her misery. Then he really started pushing it with the negotiator again… I figured out that it was Jonah actually.” Talk about family connections! “He threatened to start killing genuine babies in twenty minutes. I distracted him a little bit by asking about the girl and who was she? Turned out she used to be the leader of their faction until she was captured. Apparently, they had a pact to make sure they were never stuck living like that if this kind of thing ever happened to them. He actually offered to include me in the pact.”

Her face blanched at that, “What did you say?”
 
 

Chapter 50: Comfort
 

“I POLITELY DECLINED…?” I shook my head, “I like living! When we were done talking, I watched him moving to kill his first toddler hostage not far from me. That was when I did the dumbest thing of the day and leaped on him to try and stop him.”

“He had a gun?!?”

“Yep - like I said… dumb. I had hidden a scalpel in my diaper, though, and ended… end…” I hiccoughed from nerves and emotions coming back. “Ended up having to use it on him. I severed his carotid artery and held on until he was dead, while all hell broke loose around me with the rescue team of Littles breaching.”

“You… killed him…?”

I nodded, “I had to… I couldn’t let an innocent baby die!” I felt tears going down my face then. “I’ve lost patients on the operating table before… But nothing prepared me to feel his life leaving him from a wound I made intentionally...” I choked back a full sob. I shook my tears back, though then… “I was ordered to drop the knife, and they held their guns on me until I identified myself. A few moments later, I was working on one of the two members of their team who had been shot. Their corpsman worked on the other.”

“You saved another life?”

“Well, for that one, I had help. Several doctors, including Ivy, showed up to pitch in.” I told her.

“Don’t let her fool you, Mom,” I heard Ivy and jolted in surprise. “This little girl is one of the best surgeons I’ve ever seen, and she is why two people are alive medically today. And probably a lot more by her brave actions. She’s an amazing real heroine…” she told me as she came and kissed my head and hugged me.

“You’re supposed to be asleep?” I suggested.

“So, are you?”

I shrugged at that and took a few more bites of my food that was getting colder. “Is there a chance you could heat this up again?”

“Sure,” Ivy said and took the plate from me. It was steaming when she returned it a few minutes later.

I munched on the rest of it while they talked a little until I was full. As much as I hadn’t eaten much real food that day, I still left a lot on the plate.

I burped and said, “Excuse me.”

“She is so much more polite than Katie’s kids!” Ivy’s mom told her.

I blushed but said, “Thanks.”

At that point, she stood up and came for my plate, “I’ll do the dishes here if you want to get Holly cleaned up?”

I looked at my hands and face, wondering what there was to clean up, but just sat patiently while Ivy unstrapped me and wiped my hands with a wipe anyway and removed the bib I was wearing. Then, finally, she returned to her seat at the table with me on her lap. The warmth of her body was surprisingly reassuring, and I leaned back into her shoulder and watched her mom do the dishes.

The bottle of juice I hadn’t quite finished was presented, “I’m guessing you’re still pretty dehydrated; drink this.” Ivy told me.

I nodded, “Probably…?” I nursed it dry and commented, “I’m going to feel like I have a hangover when I wake up tomorrow at this rate!”

Her mom looked scandalized by my comment, “How do you even know what a hangover is?”

“Umm… Because I’m really an adult? And in my dimension, from the age of twenty-one, I could legally drink?” I giggled, thinking back, “And I definitely had one the day I came here!”

“Oh…?” Ivy asked, ignoring her mom’s face. “You did?”

“Well… In case this was really how things went… I figured I might as well go out with a bang?”

Ivy nodded, “I don’t drink, but I could see it.”

“I didn’t really normally either, but in that case, it seemed like a good idea at the time.”

“Well… I got those dishes done for you, Ivy… You should have enough leftovers for at least lunch tomorrow. I’m going to go ahead and get home and make sure your dad hasn’t destroyed the house.”

Ivy stood up then and placed me on her hip. She walked over to her mom, gathering her purse, “Thanks, Mom, for coming and looking after us.”

“You’re my baby. It’s just what you do,” she said with a smile.

Ivy gave her a hug with the arm that wasn’t supporting me. “I love you, Mom.”

“Love you too,” she told her and then gave a peck on my forehead. “And I love this little grandbaby too! Be a good girl for your mommy!”

We watched as she gathered her purse and walked out the front door with Ivy locking it behind her. She carried me to the oversized couch in the living room and sat me down next to her, “Can we talk?” she asked.

“About?”

“About you? About whatever it is I’m going to do with you?”

“I thought you’d decided that before I even came to your world,” I told her tepidly.

“I had…”

“Had…?”

“I could have picked another Little, you know?” She wiped a tear from her eye, “I told my adoption agent on this side I wanted a Little girl. The one from your side was insistent, though, that I would love you to death. The idea of a Little doctor was astonishing to me, and she managed to convince me you were the one.”

I nodded, keeping my face passive. ‘Where is Ivy going with this?’

“From the time I first saw the video of you performing surgery, I fell in love with you. You were doing things in really outdated techniques there, but you were clearly incredibly skilled! Your calm and collective manner in the theater was amazing to me… and I almost decided you needed to stay there then.”

“So, what changed…?”

“I couldn’t help wanting you still… and you were willing to come.”

I nodded, “Not one of my brightest moments looking back.” She looked hurt at that. “Look… I forgive you for that part. I honestly have gotten some good out of it. No worries about finding a job or a new place to live… I just hate that I can’t do what I love here.”

She nodded, “I hate that too.” She leaned over and squeezed me in a hug, “I’m so proud of you for today. The way you saved that baby’s life! And then saving that other man too!”

“Well, I wasn’t alone on the man.”

“He would have died if treatment had been delayed even one more minute - you know that!”

“Maybe…” I said. “All I could think of earlier was that I was glad I didn’t lose that little girl…?” I looked up at her, “The day I lost my apartment back home was the day after I had lost a girl on the table.”

“Bad?”

I nodded, “Car accident… We worked on her for like fourteen hours… I thought we had her stabilized multiple times, only for another problem to come up. She had multiple places she was bleeding internally, and we just couldn’t find them all.”

“I know the feeling,” she told me. “I’ve lost patients too.”

“It sucks…” I told her. “Days like today are always nice, though.”

“They are,” she told me. “Except the whole terrorist part…?”

I shuddered at that, “That...” I wiped tears from my face, “That part sucked!”

“Are you going to be okay?” She asked me.

I shook my head, “Not overnight, no.” I told her honestly. “I assume I’ll have nightmares for a long time about the whole thing… especially from when I… when I… when I killed him.”

She picked me up then and cuddled me as I quietly cried. “Even in your world, it would have been okay to cry about this,” she told me and hugged me.

I nodded.

After a long while, she asked, “So are you feeling tired right now?”

I shrugged, “I… I don’t know… not really?”

“Me neither,” she said. “Want to watch a movie or something?”

I shrugged, “I guess…?”

“Go watch one of yours?” she suggested.

I thought, “You know… there’s one you might appreciate…?” I hesitated, “And… we can watch it until we fall asleep because it’s a long trilogy…?”

“Oh…?”

“You bring the popcorn?” I suggested.

“After a change?” she countered.

I made a face and realized that the damn diaper was wet again. “That first, I guess.”

She carried me to the nursery and changed me. “You want something else to wear?”

I shook my head, “This is pretty comfy, actually,” I admitted about the sleeper.

She sat me down on the floor while working on popcorn and filled some drinks. I watched her leave the room for a moment before coming back with a gigantic fuzzy blanket covered in the picture of a children’s show cartoon character from this dimension. I noted it looked older and asked, “Is that your special blankie?”

She blushed, “Maybe?”

I giggled at her, “Maybe, huh?”

“I’ve had it since I was in college…?”

“And they didn’t give you a hard time…?”

“My roommate was just as bad…” she tried to excuse herself as she gathered everything and walked to the back door. Finally, she opened it up and led me back to the playhouse. The night sky was dark, and I could just see some stars peeking out even through the city lights. It was a quick trip to the playhouse, where she opened up the Amazon-sized door and motioned me inside.

I went to the TV and worked to find the cases I was looking for and cued up the first Lord of the Rings movie.

“I thought you told me you don’t have Littles in your dimension?” She asked, confused.

I smiled at her, “This is fantasy… and they’re Hobbits...”

Somehow, surreal fantasy was a great way to deal with the day as the night wore on. Of course, the violence made my stomach cringe in the light of the day, but there was something comforting in Tolkien’s tale. My favorite quote especially gave me hope.

Frodo said, “I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.”

Gandalf replied, “So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”

That night I stayed awake until the White Ship set sail for the West.
 

IVY LOOKED DOWN at Holly and couldn’t help but think, ‘That was actually really good!’ After nearly twelve hours of the trilogy, she was surprised that both were still awake… She’d had to go to the bathroom and change Holly out of one poopie diaper. She was definitely wet now, having been given a never-ending amount of Plapple juice in bottles to try and rehydrate her. Actually, she noticed that she was leaking quite a bit. ‘Oops…’ she thought, realizing she was wet too.

“Come on, you, let’s get you changed…” she told her.

“Yeah… I leaked…” Holly told her.

“Yep, but it’ll wash,” she said while squeezing her reassuringly. She stood Holly up on her feet and was surprised that she was still standing without much fatigue showing. Gathering the blanket, she put the empty baby bottle and her own cup inside the popcorn tub before opening the door to leave her playhouse. They wordlessly walked to the kitchen, where she deposited the items in the sink to deal with in the morning. Then she led Holly to her nursery.

“Let’s get you changed and then see if we can’t both get some sleep…” she told her as she picked her up.

She unzipped her from the sleeper and pulled her free of the garment with a noticeable set of wet crescents around the legs. The tabs of the diaper made an audible ‘scritch’ sound as she pulled them open. Ivy grabbed Holly’s ankles with one hand and pulled her butt from the soaked diaper. She took a moment to grab a baby wipe, wiping Holly clean of all of the pee and a little bit of poo from her bum. Then, opening a new diaper up, she sat Ivy’s butt on top of it and wrapped the old one in a ball to put in the diaper disposal.

‘Definitely need some more rash cream on her… oops…’ she thought. Her bottom wasn’t redder, but she shouldn’t have left her in a wet diaper that long again. ‘I wonder if I can get her to wander around naked for a while tomorrow…?’ She shook her head, ‘I wouldn’t want to… I need to…’ she sighed and finished up the job of putting more rash cream on and then rubbed it gently all over her bottom and a little on the other red spots on her front. She closed the diaper and then dressed her in another sleeper.

“Would you like to nurse for a bit?”

Holly looked up at her and sighed, “You know I really don’t mind that part of it. I don’t like that I lost my potty training because of it…” she wriggled for a moment upright in her arms, “It’s comforting though, and whatever hormones your body produces in it makes me feel good. The dopamine or whatever it causes to release… I like that part?”

Ivy squeezed her, “If we stopped, you might regain your control…?”

Holly shook her head, “As long as I’m living with you, you’ll continue to produce your milk. It’s not worth you being miserable… or breaking my addiction with it. Besides, from what I can tell from the research, it’s about a fifty-fifty shot at regaining control after eight weeks.”

Ivy felt even guiltier, “If you change your mind, I’ll do everything to potty train you.”

Holly sighed, “Just pull your boob out already?”

She smirked at that, “So all I am to you is a set of walking boobs?”

“Well… if the bra fits,” Holly stuck her tongue out at her afterward.

She couldn’t resist tickling her for a second and sat down in the rocking chair. Ivy pulled the top of her pajama set she was wearing down and helped Holly latch onto her. It was a pleasant sensation for Ivy as Holly sucked the milk out of her breast. Too nice… she was just as addicted to the feeling as Holly was from the milk.

‘I can’t keep her as a baby, though,’ she thought. ‘Sending her back to that daycare is definitely not an option now… I don’t know what I’m going to do…?’

She burped Holly gently before switching her to her other breast. Ivy noted that while Holly was a little more flexible and relaxed from earlier, she was still really tense as she nursed the other breast. There was no sign of her going to sleep as she drained her right breast. She burped her and wiped her breasts with a wipe, noting the wide-open eyes still.

Thinking for a second, “How about you sleep with Mommy tonight?”

Holly looked at her and said, “That…” she could see her think for a second, the wheels turning behind her eyes, “That sounds good actually…?”

Ivy carried her to her bedroom and left her on the bed. She took a moment to go to the bathroom and pull her hair back. Holly stared at her the whole time, only moving to one of her pillows and leaning on it. Then, done brushing her teeth, she pulled the covers back and cuddled Holly to her.

“I love you,” Holly suddenly told her.

She was shocked and felt tears stream down her face as she squeezed her small body even closer to hers. “I love you too, Holly Bear,” she replied.

Eventually, both fell asleep, wondering what the new day would bring. No matter what, both knew their worlds had changed.
 
 

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