Chapter 2566

Nightingale climbed the stairs to the third floor and walked straight into the man's study. She set the keychain down on his desk. "I'm sorry, sir. I thought it was just a regular trinket, so I brought it to Hedya without asking you first."

Gab was reviewing several documents in his hand. At her words, he glanced at the keychain, nodded mildly, and said, "Go back and stay with Hedya."

"Yes, sir!" Nightingale answered respectfully, but her curiosity got the better of her. "If I may, Father Gab-may I ask who gave this to you?"

Gab slowly looked up from his papers. "Someone you know."

Nightingale's mind raced as surprise flickered across her face. "You've met Sylvia?"

Of all people, only she would pull a playful stunt like gifting Gab a keychain.

He gave a brief nod, his expression as unreadable as ever. "I have."

Nightingale's features softened with nostalgia. "Is she in Country C? Is she... doing well?"

Gab's eyes lingered on the keychain. After a quiet moment, he replied, "She's well."

I'll always remember her. If you ever meet her again, Father Gab, would you tell her I miss

she noticed an uncharacteristic warmth flicker across Gab's face.

returned-steady and reserved, as always. Nightingale almost thought she'd imagined it. She stepped back. "I won't disturb you any longer. I'll

acknowledgment, lowering his

bright lights still burn. Out there, men pushed themselves


those grounds each year, but a rare few managed to

his hand around it before rising to return to

under his

night, when he'd returned from City C, he

this

the days since, he'd grown used to seeing it each morning

guess that a man like him could do something

sat on the edge of his bed. He took out the keychain and stared at the cartoon boy dangling from it, memories of those New Year days crowding his

even her shyness around his grandfather—all so vivid, as if she

she'd finally asked him to

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