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Victor cleared the messy table, sweeping empty snack packs into the bin. He returned with two plates of his pasta—without the hot sauce—and set them on the table. Anastasia had insisted on eating breakfast at the coffee table instead of the dining.

And the pizza still hadn't arrived.

“Ohhhh!” Ana half-yelled from the couch, balancing precariously as she played an impromptu game of "The Floor is Lava" in her oversized, quirky outfit.

She was all cute and adorable.

Victor glanced up, bemused. “What?”

“Nothing, I’m just reading spoilers for *Tale of the Nine Tailed* that someone posted,” she replied, looking up. “You know, the Korean drama we didn’t get to finish.”

He shook his head, smiling. “You’re weird.”

He walked over and stretched out both hands, offering to help her down. She fell into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and her hands around his neck, still engrossed in reading the spoilers on his phone.

“Nothing’s weird about reading spoilers,” she insisted.

“Hmm. Time f