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... lows through our clothes, a warm afternoon light showers our little table. In my hand, an ample cup of milk tea is present. The surface of the content inside ripples gently, ruining the mirror image of myself as I look down.
Sitting opposite of me is my partner. She always has her eyes on me. Her golden pupils gleam even brighter, reflecting the light—just as her white hair does.
Not quite far away, my two daughters are leisurely strolling, hand in hand as they chat.
Gazi ...
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