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Chapter Sixty-Three

Penulis: H.K
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-03 20:57:26

The house had fallen quiet again by the time Riven returned from seeing his grandmother off.

The lights were dimmed to a soft glow, the kind that blurred the edges of the hallways and made every sound and footstep feel amplified.

He found Isabelle in Aimee’s room.

The little girl was already asleep, curled beneath her blanket, her soft breathing filling the quietness. Isabelle sat beside the bed, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind Aimee’s ear before she looked up and saw him standing at the doorway.

“I didn’t hear you come back,” she said softly.

Riven stepped in quietly, his gaze sweeping over the peaceful scene. “She slept after eating?”

“Yeah,” Isabelle said with a faint smile. “She fell asleep right after her bath. It must’ve been a long day.”

He nodded, hands in his pockets, but didn’t move to leave. There was something unreadable in his expression—not heavy, but thoughtful, as if something had been weighing on him since his grandmother’s visit.

After a moment’s pause, Is
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