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Chapter #4

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The clock struck midnight, and with it came a thunderous cheer that echoed through the elegantly decorated hall. Hermann raised his glass, the bubbling champagne catching the glint of the chandelier’s crystals above. The room was alive with laughter and music, vibrant decorations lining the walls of their spacious home. New Year’s Eve was always a special occasion for the Gruber family, a time for celebration and reflection, and this year felt particularly bittersweet.

“Happy New Year!” Hermann called out, his voice carrying over the jubilant crowd. His gaze automatically flickered toward Claudia. She stood across the room, radiant in a deep red gown that hugged her figure and sparkled under the soft lights. Her eyes glimmered with joy. At 48, Claudia possessed a youthful spirit that captivated everyone around her, including Hermann. She met his gaze and smiled, raising her glass in acknowledgment, her laughter mingling with those around her.

“Dad, can we go out for fireworks?” Tamara, their 16-year-old daughter, tugged at his arm, her excitement palpable.

“Of course!” Hermann chuckled, ruffling her hair. “Just after the countdown, okay? We want to see the best show, after all.”

Tamara, dressed in a chic black dress with bright red heels, rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her grin. “Okay, fine,” she teased. “But you’re the one who has to carry the hot cocoa!”

As the countdown began, laughter and anticipation filled the air, and Hermann felt an exhilarating warmth spread through him—the closeness of family and friends surrounding him gave him solace, erasing the burdens of work that usually weighed on his shoulders.

“Ten! Nine! Eight!” The room echoed with voices counting down together.

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