The morning sun poured gently through the tall windows, casting golden hues across the dining room. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mixed with the aroma of warm bread and sizzling eggs, creating a comforting prelude to the day ahead. Plates clinked softly as they were placed on the table, laden with fruit preserves and steaming pancakes. Around the table, quiet conversations unfolded, their tones mellowed by the serenity of the hour. This was not merely a meal; it was a moment of pause, where time seemed to stretch, wrapping everyone present in its tranquil embrace. “Your mother and I are going to hate that you are not going to be living with us anymore, peanut.” John said to his only daughter. “I feel the same way, daddy.” Jonathan leaned back in his chair, his gaze shifting to Analina and Andros, who sat quietly across from him. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he began to speak. “When you get to my place.” he said, his tone warm and inviting, “you’ll first
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