Title: I Was Just Taking Care of My Sickly Dad Episode 1 Someone once said, Even a small axe, when swung long enough, can fell a great oak. Even a drop of water, falling for centuries, can pierce through stone. So knock—knock until the door opens. “Daddy!” Repeating that mantra in her head, Ivriel pounded on the tightly shut door...
Title: I Was Just Taking Care of My Sickly Dad Episode 1 Someone once said, Even a small axe, when swung long enough, can fell a great oak. Even a drop of water, falling for centuries, can pierce through stone. So knock—knock until the door opens. “Daddy!” Repeating that mantra in her head, Ivriel pounded on the tightly shut door. Sadly, the child's tiny fists were far too small for the grand, heavy door. No matter how hard she tried, the most she could manage was a faint “knock knock” . Worried it might not even be heard inside, Ivriel raised her voice louder. “I know you’re in dere!” Her pronunciation faltered, slurring adorably. Her cheeks instantly flushed a deep pink. But there was no helping it—Ivriel still wasn’t fully adjusted to this body . She glared at the doorknob hanging high
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