Chapter 743:

Leading Harlee to the table, Skyla first presented a bowl of soup and then proceeded to fill her plate with an assortment of dishes.

“Harlee, give it a taste,” she said with a hopeful smile.

“Nyomi and I have refined this recipe several times. It’s certainly edible, I assure you.”

Harlee cupped the soup in her hands, her ears filled with Skyla’s lively banter, and felt a surge of warmth flood her chest.

Harlee tasted the soup with a light sip. It was distinctly unremarkable in flavor, yet there was an inexplicable comfort in its warmth. Perhaps it was the infusion of a mother’s love that elevated the humble meal to something profoundly soothing.

Harlee raised her hand slightly, reaching across the table to tenderly grasp Skyla’s.

“Mom, this soup is wonderful. I really love it,” she murmured, her voice soft with genuine appreciation.

eyes brimmed with fresh tears. Overcome with emotion, she surged

she whispered repeatedly,

distance between Harlee and Skyla, but now, watching this heartfelt reunion, it seemed the emotional walls

shadowed corner of the living room, Etta stood rigid, her

red and angry, her fists balled up and hidden in the

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family, Etta had made several attempts to weave herself back into Skyla’s world, hopeful of mending their frayed ties. Yet, each conversation with Skyla dredged up mentions of Harlee, and now, Etta

Etta contain her

muffled by her desire

dearly for

an eerie crimson glow, bore into Harlee with a stare as icy and lethal as

her gaze inadvertently locking with Etta’s

hastened

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