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At the dining table, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in front of Francis. It was freshly ground and freshly brewed. After Francis returned from his morning walk, he changed his clothes and went downstairs. He habitually turned into
the dining hall, intending to have some
breakfast before he went to work. It was
Friday and tomorrow was the weekend.
He told Zoey that he was going to put off friends gatherings and some social gatherings this weekend to accompany Sophia, as well as to strengthen the relationship between father and
daughter.
Sophia would open her mouth to call him and even if she could only make out one word, showing that she slowly understood who Francis was to her.
Sophia was originally a smart child, but no one had the gut to guide her to do something and ed
