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Chapter 15

The crisp morning air of November brought a brilliant clarity to the suburban neighborhood. The trees had shed their golden leaves, leaving stark, elegant branches against a pale blue sky. Inside the estate, the bright modern kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of roasted coffee and cinnamon pancakes. Julian stood at the stove flipping pancakes while Maya set the table, chatting quietly about their upcoming weekend plans to take Isabella apple picking in the northern orchards.

Isabella skipped into the kitchen wearing her teal t-shirt and dark pants, her face lit up with a bright, infectious smile. She grabbed her seat at the island, eagerly reachin

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