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... the quiet faces that gathered in the old garden.
Anthony and Aurora had set aside the duties of estate life for a few rare hours, choosing instead to share quiet tea with their son beneath the gentle shade of the willow.
Ethan had always loved these moments—a smooth ceramic cup warm in his hands, the faint perfume of moss and wild roses drifting on the air.
Today felt different: heavier, softer, filled with the hush that only comes when hearts are open.
Anthony s ...
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