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Morning light streamed through the curtains as Penelope gently shook Anya awake.

“Sweetheart, it’s time to get up,” Penelope said softly.

Anya groaned and buried her face deeper into the pillow. “I don’t wanna go…” she mumbled sleepily.

Penelope smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. “I know it’s a new school, and it’s scary, but I promise you’ll love it. And remember… we have cake!”

At the mention of cake, Anya peeked out from under the blankets. “The chocolate ones?”

“Of course,” Penelope replied with a wink. “Come on, let’s get you dressed before breakfast.

She quietly helped Anya get ready for her first day at the new school, gently buttoning up her neatly pressed uniform.

Anya sat on the edge of the bed, her small fingers fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.

“Inez left your new uniform in the kitchen,” Penelope said softly, fastening Anya’s shoes. “She also helped wrap the cakes I baked earlier this morning, so they’ll be easy to share.”

Anya’s eyes lit up at the mention of the
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