Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 1251

"Get in? Not a chance! Stay outside!" Flora had reached her limit and shouted at the top of her lungs. The hallway immediately fell silent. With a scowl on her face, Flora climbed off Connor and tidied up her clothes. "Connor, hang tight here for a bit." With that, she

stormed out the door.

In the yard stood Jacob and Carly, shivering in the chilly breeze. Each of them had a military-green backpack strapped on, so big it seemed to swallow them whole. In one hand, they held a wooden stick, and in the other, a worn-out bowl. Paired with their pitiful faces, they looked just like little beggars. "What in the world are you two up to?" Flora's initial anger gave way to surprise at their get-up.

"Flora! We're here to say goodbye," Jacob said, wiping his tears. "We're heading off for the elite academy trials."

"...If you hadn't said anything, I'd have thought you were joining some kind of street gang," Flora remarked, struggling to suppress her annoyance. "What's all this stuff you're lugging around?"

"Well," Carly chimed in, "my mom packed all this for us! The backpacks are stuffed with jerkies, snacks, and some emergency gear. It's got everything we might need!"

Ah, the classic motherly worry when kids are off on a journey. Flora could relate.

"But what's with the stick and the broken bowl?" Flora asked, puzzled.

"Oh, those aren't for anything useful," Carly shrugged. "My mom just thought they matched our look and insisted we take them to make her happy."

head, amused. This

and handing it to Flora.

Enforcement Division, meals were basic and communal, so sneaking in snacks was par for the course.

"They usually

sure they gave

plan, only noticing her

...

with tears

family farewell.

and the rest of the

at the door to see them

tears with a tiny handkerchief,

around Mae's waist, whispering,

swn.

sweetheart. They're worry

No need