Nerine arrived into the world with a determined glint in her eyes. Even as a baby, she seemed to observe everything with an intensity that belied her age. The symphony of sounds and sights around her were fascinating puzzles to decipher. Already, a deep sense of fairness resonated within her; Nerine instinctively knew when something wasn't quite right. Her family was a constant source of comfort and amusement. Lysander, her twin brother, shared her inquisitive nature. Sadie, though two years older, often treated Nerine like a cherished doll, showering her with affection. Owen, just a year older than Nerine, delighted in making her giggle with silly faces and playful tickles. And Melvin, her other twin, was her shadow, always close by, mirroring her every move.