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Just the soft hush of filtered light through the tinted glass and the quiet hum of the house gently waking up before them.
Izan lay sprawled across the edge of the couch, barefoot, hoodie half-zipped, an iPad in hand but doing absolutely nothing with it.
Olivia sat cross-legged on the rug, sorting through kitchen lists and pantry apps like she was prepping for a cooking show they’d never film.
"We have exactly three things in this house," she said, glancing at the fri ...
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