Seeing her, Miranda broke into a smile. "Of course."

Miranda's gaze shifted past the girl standing in front of her, landing on Wendy who was accompanying her.

From a distance, Wendy waved cheerfully, clearly understanding that Sunny

wanted to have a private chat, so she stayed back.

Miranda and Sunny found a nearby park to sit in, where kids occasionally dashed around, some even running up just to get a better look at them.

"Wow, you're so pretty," they would say, before scurrying off, bashfully.

"I don't think I've ever told you my story," Sunny began softly. "I did write about it once, but that was more about their story than mine."

Miranda was there to listen. She knew Sunny had a strong need to talk, to unburden herself. As for why she specifically sought out Miranda – perhaps it was because Miranda had helped her achieve her own form of justice.

important to me. Even though she knows about my past, she doesn't really know the whole story. From the moment I first saw you after waking up, I knew you were someone trustworthy. I'm so grateful to you for pulling me

gratitude was clear in her eyes as she looked at Miranda. Seeing Sunny now, Miranda realized she

told, Miranda had always been curious about Dorian's feelings for Sunny,

this, she knew the real trigger for Dorian was witnessing Sunny's

be so deeply affected, his feelings for Sunny had to be unique. Miranda

day when she deliberately mentioned Sunny in front of Dorian, which

easily diagnose physical ailments, but she was just as adept at recognizing

different kind of energy, a distinct mental state that set them apart from the rest. And with Dorian, she noticed the shift in

mere mention of Sunny's name.

I wouldn't choose him again," Sunny continued,

quietly listened as Sunny unfolded her

-Sunny's Story Line-

person in our house was a lady

took care of me, while

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