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 know I'll never see her again, but I'll always remember her. If you ever meet her again, Father Gab, would you tell her I

she noticed an uncharacteristic warmth flicker across

again, his composure had 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 head back-good night, sir. Try

murmured a quiet acknowledgment, lowering his

there, men pushed themselves through


those grounds each year, but

the keychain, closing his hand around it before rising to return to

his pillow before heading to

returned from City C, he hadn't brought much

this keychain on his way

grown used to seeing it each morning

man like

took out the keychain and stared at the cartoon boy dangling

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

finally asked him to stay when he

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