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~Mirabelle~

"Mama, where are we? What is this place?" Natasha asked me as Mariano pulled the car to a stop. I got out and so did Natasha, who looked inquisitive, looking around the place.

"Hello, Natasha."

She turned to stare at the people standing few metres away, her whole face lightening up. "Grandma! Grandpa!"

In a blink of eye, she was running into dad's open arms. "My lil baby. She looks just you, Mariano." Dad said to Mariano who was standing beside me as he ruffled her hair playfully, picking her up from the floor.

"I'm quite heavy, you know. Mama feeds me with good stuff." Natasha said jokingly.

"Well then, it's a good thing I have quite the strength then." Dad smiled as we walked into the house.

"Camilla," I greeted Camilla who was standing with the other servants. "I see you're still here." I said, moving into her arms. "Thank you."

"Always, Mirabelle, always." She responded and we pulled away. "I'll make coffee and some toast."

I nodded and she walked away.

"It feels good