Jake, thats enough! Vincents voice carried both weariness and a soft edge of parental love as he surveyed the broken glass on the floor, his hand instinctively tightening around the shopping basket. Im sorry, he murmured to the store employee who approached, his gaze briefly meeting hers before he knelt down, sighing deeply, Looks like weve made a bit of a mess here.
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