Hidden Legacy (The Lost Luna)
The scent of cedarwood filled the air, mingling with something distinctly theirs—an intoxicating mix of pine, musk, and a hint of spice that seemed to cling to the room like a second skin.
Small personal touches stood out here and there—a stack of books on the coffee table, a framed photo of the twins as boys with their father, and a set of weights tucked neatly in the corner. There was also one of them as very young children with a woman, whom I assumed was their mother. She was beautiful.
"This is… cosy," I said, glancing around, a small smile tugging at my lips.
Cole grinned as he led me toward the third bedroom. "We try," he said with a shrug. "We're simple guys."
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