Exactly three years had passed since Athara's untimely departure, and today, I woke up with a heavy heart as I couldn't help but miss her. As the warm morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, I slowly rose from the bed, my thoughts consumed by the memories we had shared. "Good morning, my love," I whispered looking at her portrait inside our room.Our twins had just turned three, and it pained me to know that they would never have the chance to know their incredible mother.Untangling myself from the sheets, I made my way downstairs, the empty spaces in the house haunting me. As I stepped into the kitchen, I was greeted by the sound of joyful laughter. Turning the corner, I found my three sons, Triumph, Wisdom, and Athro, waiting for me with wide smiles on their faces. Athro, the eldest, had just celebrated his eighth birthday and was attending school now."Good morning, papa!" they chorused, their energy contagious even on such a somber day."Good morning, my little warriors,
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