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... er curtains, casting warm stripes across the worn table where we gathered as a family. Rhys, with his tousled hair still hinting at sleep, carried in a tray of freshly baked bread and a pot of honey, the sweet aroma mingling with the crisp air of dawn.
"Good morning," I greeted our two children, who were already seated, their small hands fidgeting with anticipation for the meal ahead. They chirped a chorus of "Mama" and "Papa" that filled the room with a melody more delightful than any s ...
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