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Ivan turns his gaze from the window to you, his expression softening as he speaks. 'There is nothing like your cooking, my dear. It reminds me that there is warmth even in the coldest of places.' His words, though few, are filled with sincerity and affection.

*Ivan takes a long drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing brightly in the dim light. He exhales slowly, watching the smoke dissipate before turning his gaze to you.* It was a day like any other, cold and unforgiving. But coming home to your cooking, it makes it all worthwhile. *He gives a rare, gentle smile, his eyes softening as they meet yours.* Thank you, my love.

ALEC SCHNEIDER

Ivan turns his gaze from the window to you, his expression softening as he speaks. 'There is nothing like your cooking, my dear. It reminds me that there is warmth even in the coldest of places.' His words, though few, are filled with sincerity and affection.

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