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... re silence usually ruled.
Usually, the mornings here were clinical—the sound of silent vacuums in distant rooms, the rhythmic clink of silver being polished by invisible hands, and the oppressive weight of a house waiting for its master to dictate the temperature of the day.
But today, the air in the grand kitchen was thick with the scent of caramelized onions, roasted bell peppers, and smoky cumin. It was a smell that didn’t belong in a museum; it belonged in a home.
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