Lexi’s POVBy midday, my patience was hanging by a thread.“Dexter, no, no, you can’t mix ink with water just to ‘see what happens,’” I said, catching the cup before it spilled across the open book.He grinned up at me, completely unbothered. “But it looks cool when it spreads!”Across the small study table, Wayne was already losing interest in his reading exercise, his attention drifting toward the window, while Nia, the quietest of the three, sat with her pen frozen mid-sentence, staring anxiously at the two boys.“Wayne,” I said gently, “finish that paragraph for me, please. And Nia, you’re doing well, don’t worry about them.”Nia smiled a little, tucking a stray curl behind her ear.They were sweet, all three of them. Sweet, and exhausting. Teaching them every day had become one of my favorite parts of life but also one of the hardest. Each of them learned in a different way, and balancing their energy, their moods, their constant curiosity, it left me drained.By the time we fin
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