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... stern windows and spilling across the parquet floors.
The rhythm of festival excitement from the previous night had faded; in its place, a hush, as if the world was offering Ethan and his parents a day of peace—a reward earned and deeply needed.
The house felt softer, quieter. Anthony had left his study door open, exposing a rare sight: he was reading, feet curled up, spectacles perched on his nose, mug of spiced tea steaming.
Aurora, humming under her breath, moved from ...
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