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…”

Grasping her hands, he tenderly

beside you.” Biting down on her trembling lip, Millie withheld

her tears, Marcus’ heart ached. Pushing her hands away gently, he turned

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

“Darling, please don’t cry.”

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a palpable ache

absence, he sought to ascertain the cause of her distress, However, the sight that met his eyes was

deeply and lifted her dress, revealing her ankle occupied by a sizable crab, The creature’s big pincers gripped her flesh firmly, exuding an air of defiance as if

been ensnared by a crab. Yet, the situation defied logic. What had unfolded

her lips quivered under the pressure of her emotions, Millie teetered on

on a crab. It wasn’t intentional, but before

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