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Lucien watched as Ravel delicately wiped her tear-stained cheeks, her expression apologetic. "We're sorry for barging in like this. We just couldn't bear to wait any longer to see our little girl."
Lucien's reassuring smile was like a warm hug. "No need to apologize, you're always welcome here. And when Vivi wakes up, she'll be overjoyed to see you both."
Jason nodded his head, gratitude etched on his face. "Thank you for your kindness and unwavering support, Lucien."
As they chatted, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed in the room, interrupting their conversation.
The hours ticked by, and the room filled with visitors, each bringing their unique energy to the space. Some came in tears, their grief palpable, while others tried to lift the mood with playful humor.
Vivienne's colleagues from her company, including her mentor and confidante, Olivia Johnson, were among the visitors who paid their respects.
