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After having their ice cream, the kids went back to their rooms and Easton helped aunt Regan get the grocery bags from the car. "You should sleep as well, it's getting late." Roman said to Anaya. Anaya was indeed sleepy but she was still a bit worried. She couldn't help but take small glances at the chandelier that was being cleaned up by some people. What if something like this happens again? She didn't like that Roman got hurt to save her. "I am okay. It's not the first time I've experienced something life-threatening and it definitely won't be the last. So don't worry about it and go to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day for us." That surely didn't help relieve Anaya's anxiety. How could Roman speak about life and death so easily? Anaya wouldn't understand even if it was s