The rooftop remained in need of repair, a task that would be tackled before their anticipated journey back to Preagend.

Upon awakening, Marcus discovered Millie’s absence.

He had the breakfast she had thoughtfully kept warm before venturing into the yard.

There, he found the area tidied up, a testament to Millie’s efforts.

Yet a sudden twinge of pain surged through his arm. Despite this, his temperature had now subsided.

Gazing upon the vivid expanse of blue sky, Marcus contemplated the possibility of a leisurely stroll with Millie. His thoughts were abruptly disrupted as the door swung open, and he found himself enveloped in a back-embrace.

Instinctively recognizing the embrace as Millie’s, Marcus began to inquire about her behavior. However, her lips trembled, and she spoke with a hint of sulking in her voice.

“Honey, I’m done…”

of her tear-streaked face compelled Marcus’ concern to intensify. Grasping her hands, he tenderly stroked

what’s amiss? Please don’t cry. I’m right here beside you.” Biting down on her trembling lip, Millie withheld her words, grappling with her inner turmoil, How could she

Pushing her hands

Millie he had never witnessed. An overwhelming sense of helplessness consumed him as he

“Darling, please don’t cry.”

Angela’s Library

were a palpable ache

he sought to ascertain the cause of her

her ankle occupied by a sizable crab, The creature’s big pincers gripped her flesh firmly, exuding an air of defiance

by a crab. Yet, the

pressure of her emotions,

wandered over to grandma’s vegetable garden. Accidentally, I stepped on a crab. It wasn’t intentional, but before I could react, another one latched onto me. I struggled, but its grip remained unyielding, causing

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