"The house feels, empty," she murmurs, the thought worrying the woman as she had grown adjusted to the sound of her close friend and their children filling the small Haense abode. Having prepared cribs for the twins within her daughter's room. "Perhaps Niesh will return, I had muffins freshly baked," she says, brushing the eerie feeling off as she went back to her kitchen. A slight hum leaving her lips.
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The poor woman has now found a heart within her abode, though she quickly placed it atop a shelf within her bedroom and brushed it off as one weird hobby from her llir.