The fourth floor was Zuko’s “observatory deck”.

When he was young, he loved stargazing, so his father had built this observatory for him.

A huge globe was in the center of the room, and a Hubble telescope stood by the window. This was Zuko’s private sanctuary.

He had sensitive and vulnerable phases during his adolescence too, and when he could not resolve his troubles, he would come to this observatory and entrust his worries to the distant stars.

He once again stood in front of the telescope.

He had heard that wormholes in space were real and could connect two distant points in time and space. In that case, could he travel through a wormhole and go back to the day when Pammy disappeared? He really wanted to see who had taken her away.

It was the weekend. It was drizzling in Centrolis, while Jangasas enjoyed clear skies.

Lina stretched lazily, wearing a simple T-shirt and wide-leg pants, as she went downstairs to help Melissa prepare breakfast.

could not recognize her. “When did you become so nice to help your mom out in the

playfully as she leaned

was extremely pleased deep down. “Don’t be a bother. I’m frying here, and it’s greasy. Just wait outside

let me help you do

there’s no need for that!” Melissa

For more difficult tasks like frying, she would not let Lina try in

would advise her to teach their daughter more things, or she would not even know how to cook a decent meal when she got married. What would happen

daughter I pamper growing up cook for her in-laws?! In the future, Lina’s husband must cook for

nothing and

be done slowly! Besides, I’m teaching her these things not for her to serve her in-laws

long as Lina still considered her as her mother, she was willing

and fried the crullers with even more enthusiasm.

out of the kitchen by her mother, so she could only lean against the doorframe

what her daughter said,

days, and I see dad struggling to move the goods. Well, if Zeke were here, dad wouldn’t

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