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Four years old

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MILLIE'S POV

Leo woke us up at exactly 6:47 AM on February 2nd, his birthday, by jumping on our bed and shouting at the top of his lungs.

"I'M FOUR! I'M FOUR YEARS OLD TODAY!"

I groaned, pulling a pillow over my head. Braham laughed, catching Leo mid-bounce and pulling him into a hug.

"Happy birthday, buddy."

"You promised dragons!" Leo wiggled free, his energy already at maximum despite the early hour. "And a bounce house! And a cake that looks like a dragon! You promised!"

"We did promise," I
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