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Leon took one last drag, snuffed out the cigarette, and retreated back to Lois’ room.

As dawn broke the next day, Millie was already stirring, rising before the sun had a chance to fully illuminate the day, all in a bid to complete her work. The sultry climes were too severe to comfortably labor under, hence her choice to greet the day with the chirping of the first birds. An emptiness echoed in her belly; breakfast hadn’t been served yet. Finding solace in the stillness of the hall, Millie opened a pack of chips, savoring each bite to ward off her morning hunger.

She had toiled since dawn, and at present, she felt a gnawing hunger.

Rhea, having made it a daily ritual, arrived to chat with Celeste. The pair huddled on the opposite sofa, their voices whispering a melody of friendly conversation.

With Millie’s tasks successfully accomplished, there was no room for Celeste to criticize her anymore.

Marcus descended the staircase, his presence commanding the room. Eschewing his usual formal attire, he donned a casual gray windbreaker. His phone was clasped in his hand as he sauntered towards the living room, his lean frame drawing the eye.

sent a jolt through Millie, who, catching a glimpse of him,

a wave

you’re awake,”

attention wasn’t on Rhea. Instead, he moved towards Millie, his gaze studying her features and his brows knitting

the wedding photo shooting?” he

he had received a call from the family house. Freyja had relayed the news of the wedding photo shooting date and requested that he make room in his

assumed Millie had sorted it out,

left the room in stunned

as a chip went down the wrong way. Oh, she had

confessed, “I tried