BRINGING MY WIFE BACK
Wolfy
Outside, a soft breeze rustled the trees, whispering through the leaves as if echoing the mystery behind this unexpected letter.
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That evening, after dinner was over, Ash called everyone together—including his four children. The candles were lit, their flickering shadows dancing along the wooden walls of their home. Aydan, Atthy’s thirteen-year-old brother, sat beside her, flanked by the twins, Dimi and Agafya, who were only eight. Agafya, frail since birth, stared at her sister with an expression that was hard to read.
"Atthy, what we're about to discuss... it's about you," Ash began casually, though the tension in his eyes betrayed the calm tone in his voice as he stared at the last few bites on his plate.