(The morning sun peeked through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow over the Voss household. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as the family gathered around the breakfast table. Amidst the clinking of cups and the soft rustle of the morning paper, Mara sat comfortably on Elena's lap, their lips meeting in gentle, affectionate kisses that spoke volumes more than words ever could. Across the table, Ciel and Aldo were engrossed in a conversation about their daily routines.)
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