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Ivan was still around. He had been here for several days, looking after Heather all day while I was at work. He took on the roles of both preparing breakfast and handling our dishwashing duties.

"Mommy, your flowers are here!" Heather shouted excitedly from outside the house, eagerly awaiting the helicopter's landing.

"Mommy!"

I glanced out the window to see my daughter, a big smile lighting up her face. Ivan was by her side, both of them looking up at me.

She dashed toward the helicopter as it landed. The bouquet was too large for her to manage. Ivan's assistant handed her a paper bag, likely containing a new toy or clothing item.

Ivan carried the flowers and a couple of other paper bags. They were about to enter the house, heading up here to present me with the flowers.

"Mommy!"

I mustered a smile.

"Your flowers have arrived!" For three consecutive days, a helicopter has been dropping off bouquets for me. Ivan was wasting money on this.

"The flowers are beautiful, Mommy!"

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