Keeley quietly wiped away her tears and looked up at Lumma. To her surprise, she saw that the rims of Lumma’s eyes were red. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Lumma reached out and pinched Keeley’s cheek lightly. “Why doesn’t it hurt? Am I dreaming?”

Keeley was amused and pinched Lumma’s cheek in return. “Silly girl, how about now?”

Lumma said, “Ouch… So, I’m not dreaming. I really saw you.”

After Keeley left, Lumma had dreamed of her more than once, especially in the past few days when she learned that Keeley had been under George’s watch. Keeley had appeared in her every dream.

In her dreams, Keeley was brought back to Hanton City by George. Keeley was covered in blood. George broke Keeley’s leg and asked her if she would run again.

This morning, Lumma had been awakened by this nightmare.

it’s the real me! It’s just me!” Keeley grabbed Lumma’s hand and said, “It’s getting dark. Let’s go in for dinner. I’ll show you my farm

Lumma nodded. “Good.”

led Lumma to a two–story cabin up ahead. “That cabin is where I live now. It’s not big, but it’s

matters.” Lumma knew

mansion in Hanton City where she had been

been like that of a caged canary, with no freedom

means to escape just to find

was dim, but Lumma could see Keeley clearly. She looked

said, “This place has two floors. The ground floor is for living and working. The second

but it was tidy, with a warm and welcoming atmosphere. It was much more comfortable than the apartment complex where

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