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... sco melting into something comforting and familiar. I had the bread warming in the oven and the coffee brewing slowly on the side—just the way María José liked it. The kitchen was warm with morning light, humming, and for once, I felt grounded. This was peace and like it was home.
But it wasn’t and it didn’t last.
Click-clack. Click-clack.
The sound of slippers shuffling across the marble floor warned me seconds before she entered.
"Mmm," Camilla’s voice drifted. ...
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