My Father My Mate
“And I'm always here for you, no matter what.”
“I love you too,” I said, the words coming from my heart.
Just then, the door opened, and the maid walked in, carrying a tray of food. “I have brought you both some breakfast,” she said, her voice cheerful and pleasant.
We both sat down at the table, and I could feel my stomach rumbling with hunger. The aroma of the food was tantalizing, and I couldn't wait to dig in. We ate in silence, savoring every bite, the delicious flavors filling our senses.
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