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... y on the table’s edge.
The sound of laughter moved around her. Madeleine teasing Aaron about his cake hoarding. Chessa and Rin play-bickering over the sugar content in the drinks. Damien wiping frosting from his thumb like it was some kind of violation of his aesthetic principles.
It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t chaotic.
But it was warm.
And Isabelle felt... strange.
Not bad. Not uncomfortable. Just—
’...Refreshed?’
The word drifted in and settle ...
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