Cordelia looked at her in confusion but closed the door as instructed.

As Xyla sat on the chair, her gaze was fixed somewhere outside the window without any focus. Her expression was heavy and sorrowful.

“Mom…” Cordelia crouched down in front of her.

“Cordelia.” Xyla snapped out of her trance after some time and slowly turned to the box in the corner. “Bring that over.”

Cordelia was stunned, and her heart drummed anxiously.

She did what she was told. The wooden box was not heavy, and she could lift it with a hand. The carving on it was intricate and discreet, looking unique.

When Cordelia was young, she was curious about the box too, but Xyla had forbidden her from touching it, so she suppressed that curiosity.

This was actually her first time being this close to the box.

There was a vintage copper lock on the box that could barely be seen nowadays.

Xyla sounded a little aggrieved. “Cordelia, I’m not a good mother. I’ve been a burden to you. I wasn’t even able to witness you getting married.

“Take this box back. Consider it your wedding gift from me.

don’t open it if nothing calls

Cordelia froze in bewilderment.

some kind of secret in this box? The lock looked sturdy and would

box, but not the key—and she did not say what was in it either… What was the

Xyla looked tired

was against Cordelia. “I’d

Cordelia bit her lips.

must not be shocked with this illness. Cordelia subconsciously thought that the box was something that would

pressed down the confusion—no matter how many questions she had—and softly

moment she closed

the ceiling. It felt like she was

ticket for Zephyr and showed him a few selected times, but

was the first time he had encountered something like this.

saw the issue and circled the earliest red-eye

surprised that words

flights like this the most in the

like them very

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