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"You do? Let me guess, Grilled cheese is not the one you missed, right?" I asked and winked at her. Teasing her will be my favorite thing in the morning. And we don't always have this kind of circumstance so I can say that this is one of those rare mornings.
She huffs and folds her arms across her chest, “It’s not the same...thing.” Her words are quite unsure.
"Good morning, Aunt Maria how's your sleep?" Thomas greets her happily.
Maria looked at me first with a playful smile, before she answered Thomas's question. "I sleep well, sweetie. How about you?" She came close to Thomas. Kiss the top of his head and sat down on the empty chair opposite where Thomas is.
"I can't sleep properly, I'm worried about mum. Did she call you Aunt Mari
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