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Chapter 94
MharHummaThe previous chapter was really short so I thought of making it up with a longer one this time. I was just super busy yesterday and earlier this day because I was processing some of my grades. But everything's fine now. Thanks, Allah! đ¤đź Advance Merry and Happy New year! And thanks for the gems and comments! I hope to read your feedback on the front cover of this book with a 5 star rating in the future, too! đ â¤ď¸
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A sigh escaped Rosette's lips as she entered Joni's room, finding the cat curled up on a soft cushion. Joni approached, purring contentedly and nuzzling against her. Overwhelmed with guilt, Rosette found herself apologizing to Joni, regretting leaving him behind for five years and neglecting to visit.She asked Joni how he had been during those years, wondering if his new owner had taken good care of him, if he'd been fed well, and if Khein had shown him love. Despite the cat's inability to respond, Joni meowed softly, offering reassurance that he was alright and that Rosette needn't worry about him anymore.Unbeknownst to Rosette, Khein stood silently in the doorway, observing her tender exchange with Joni.As they sat down for dinner that evening, the atmosphere seemed weighed down by the impending discussion about Joni's treatment.Khein's eyes held a mix of concern and determination as he delicately broached the subject. He meticulously outlined the intricacies of the treatment,
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