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In a peaceful neighbourhood tucked away from the restless buzz of the city, lived a quiet girl named Anya Miller. At thirteen years old, Anya was a student like many others—attending classes, completing homework, and walking the same halls as her peers—but she carried a world within her that was unlike most. Anya was reserved, observant, and deeply reflective. While many her age sought out friendships, loud laughter, and constant chatter, she found her comfort in silence, in calm, and in the steady presence of the people she loved most—her family.

The Miller family was small but whole. Anya lived with her parents, Anouk Miller and Nancy Miller, in a cosy home filled with warmth and love. Theirs was a family of three, and though small in number, their bond was strong, woven together by quiet understanding and deep affection. They didn't need extravagant outings or big celebrations to feel close; they had each other, and for Anya, that was more than enough.

Anya cherished her family more than anything in the world. Her days were filled with the simple joys that made life feel meaningful—music that drifted gently through her room, anime series she watched curled up under a blanket, and the playful company of her pets who never needed words to show their affection. She had no close friends—by choice, not by circumstance. It wasn’t loneliness; it was simply how she was. She didn’t dislike people; in fact, she held no hatred in her heart for anyone. She just preferred her own space, her own rhythm, and the quiet safety of home.

Yet there was one exception—Nolan Wilson. Nolan had been her classmate and friend since kindergarten. He was calm, thoughtful, and surprisingly easy to talk to in a way most others weren’t. Over the years, their friendship had settled into a quiet, natural understanding. They didn’t need to talk constantly or share every detail of their lives—just being nearby was enough. In a world that often felt too loud or too demanding, Nolan was a familiar calm, and Anya appreciated that more than she ever said aloud.

Her father, Anouk Miller, was a calm and composed man, someone who carried the quiet strength of someone dependable. He worked at N Group, a well-established company that demanded his focus, yet no matter how tiring his day, he never brought stress home. With Anya, he was patient, kind, and always attentive in his own quiet way.

Her mother, Nancy Miller, was the heart and soul of their household. A full-time homemaker, she made their home feel like a warm nest untouched by the chaos of the outside world. She moved through her days with grace, always present and always understanding.

Both Anouk and Nancy loved their daughter deeply and shared a quiet, unshakable love for their family. They held no grudges and hated no one. In their peaceful little home, love didn’t need to be loud—it simply existed, steady and strong, just like them.

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