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Chapter 64: Coffee Left Cold

Aвтор: Comfort Shettima
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Lunessa's POV

It had quietly become a habit, Lucien bringing me coffee every morning.

Whether I arrived first or he did, there would always be a cup waiting on my desk. I’d asked him once, maybe twice, to stop going through the trouble. He only smiled, shrugged it off, and kept doing it anyway, so I stopped protesting, and started appreciating it.

Despite how deeply the people of Duskwind revered nature and simplicity, I was surprised by how often they still visited the hospital.

Turns out, my uncle had made a strong effort over the years to encourage medical awareness, urging the community to seek help when needed, no matter how minor the illness.

Months passed in a quiet rhythm. The twins were now a year and a half old, growing stronger and more unpredictable by the day.

The senior nanny at daycare insisted it was time I enrolled them in proper early education. I’d promised to look into it soon.

Then, one evening, Vanya approached me. There was something mixed in her expression, jo
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