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... ns and the sound of birds chirping cheerfully outside. It felt like the start of a perfect day. I turned my head slightly to see Seraphina still asleep beside me, her face relaxed and peaceful.

A soft smile tugged at my lips as I watched her, feeling a rush of affection and gratitude for the woman who had been my rock and my strength through so many trials.

I reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from her face, and she stirred, her eyes fluttering open. A sleepy smile spre ...

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