Cassian was never one to ask for help. At four, he was fiercely independent, determined to solve everything with a quiet resolve that often left Arla-Rosa breathless with admiration...and sometimes concern. But that morning, as golden sunlight filtered through the tall windows of the west parlor, Cassian approached Cedric with a quiet but purposeful expression."Daddy," he said, clutching a thick, colorful puzzle book to his chest, "there's a problem in here that's... too stubborn. Mommy tried. She even made tea first. But we still didn’t win."Cedric, seated on the wide window bench reviewing logistics reports, looked up, surprised by the direct address. It still struck him with a jolt of wonder every time, how easily the twins had accepted him. How naturally "Daddy" fell from their lips. "Let me see," he said, setting the tablet aside.Cassian climbed up beside him, flipping to a page filled with tangled mazes, rebus puzzles, and logic games. One in particular had been circled in re
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