Dante's POV
_From survival to living._
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But today, we weren’t writing to survive.
We were writing to live.
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At 6AM, I woke up in a bigger bed.
Cassie beside me.
Mimi on the floor.
Sleeping bag.
“4C,” I whispered.
“4C,” Cassie mumbled.
At 7AM, Mimi was awake.
“Daddy!
Ate Cass!
New room!”
“Yes, anak,” Cassie said.
“New home!”
“Yes,” I said.
At 8AM, we made breakfast.
New kitchen.
Bigger.
Pancakes.
Eggs.
Coffee.
“Daddy,” Mimi said.
“This is better.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because we have space,” she said.
She was right.
At 9AM, my phone buzzed.
Contractor:
`Wall is done.
Paint tomorrow.
4C is yours.`
I showed Cassie.
“Permanent,” she said.
“Permanent,” I said.
At 10AM, we cleaned.
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