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Chapter 33: Five Canvases of His Past

As the door clicked shut behind her, Regan let out a long sigh. He shrugged off his jacket, tossing it onto a nearby chair before turning to me. His gaze, usually cool and guarded, held a surprising gentleness.

"You should get some rest," he said, his voice unexpectedly soft. "There'll be a lot of people tomorrow. This reunion is a big deal for everyone in the family."

Taken aback by his concern, I could only nod. "Alright,"

"I'll just go downstairs and check in with Dad," he added back to its usual stoic quality.

Again, I nodded. With a brief smile, he turned and left the room, leaving me alone in the silence.

“Ugh,” I groaned, feeling the exhaustion settle into my bones. I walked over to the bed and lay down, sinking into the soft mattress.

Staring at the ceiling, I just stare blankly at the ceiling. After a few minutes, I realized I wasn’t going to find any peace lying there. With a sigh, I decided to take a shower first, hoping it would help me clear my head. I got up and ma
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