EuniaWith Kruska gone, Mother lowers herself into the seat beside me and reaches into the fruit basket. She picks out two large apples and a small knife, then begins peeling the skin off in slow, circular motions before evenly dicing them onto a plate.I watch, almost spellbound.It's rare to see someone as distinguished as Aubrey Rosette doing something as mundane as peeling an apple but it's a lovely sight, no doubt.She lifts the plate up to me with a small smile on her face, and something about that expression makes my heart warm in a weird way I can't quite name.I reach out, collecting a slice and biting into it, the sweet freshness escalating through my taste buds. “Thank you, Mother,” I mutter, taking another bite till there's nothing left.“To be honest, Eunia,” she says, her features softening as she puts the plate aside and folds her hands on her lap. “I was rather worried when I saw all that blood. No—I… I was more scared than I'd ever been in my entire life.”I feel my
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