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Adrien woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking in his small apartment and the sun shining through the windows. He lazily made his way down to the kitchen, finding his wife making pork buns.
“It’s about time you woke up,” the blue-eyed beauty said. He hummed in agreement making a beeline for the coffee and pouring himself a cup.
“Daddy, daddy, look,” a small girl with black hair and green eyes looked up at him, holding a drawing of the three of them when they went to the park. The sight was adorable.
Adrien woke up in a cemetery.