A plate of croquettes on the bedside table fill the air with a faint aroma, but it never comes close to waking the young girl who snores sweetly beneath her cozy blankets.
You feel yourself smile sorrowfully at the sight of her ears twitching above a peaceful face, her resting mind lost in a tender dream.
"Tomorrow, we'll make even more memories together, Anne."
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