Miria in her usual clothes and symbol
I woke up, great, Miria was gone, probily making breakfast for us. Mokuba, and I that is. She'd rarely be making it for herself since she hardly needed to eat. She managed a few mouthfulls each meal as it was. Lately though her apitite had increased, she was eating as much as Mokuba.
Yet something was erking me, like there was someone hoặc something I had to remember, yet I couldn't.
As I walked along the corridor I saw Miria, as busy as ever, making breakfast since it was the servants morning off. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks, once I actually looked at her (properly), oh, right, the doctors...
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