As Stanley Batton sang, Xyla Quest listened and enjoyed every moment of it.

Amidst his singing, Xyla soon heard a car arriving outside the house.

She immediately felt joyful and ran over to open the door with her phone in hand.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Stanley getting out of his black Honda.

He was wearing a white shirt and black pants, and there was a black coat draped around his arm.

The simple combination of clothes made him appear like a noble, diving being that had descended from above.

He took big strides toward her. Suddenly, he stopped singing.

Very soon, Stanley was in front of Xyla, smiling faintly. "I'm home."

"Hmm." Xyla nodded gently.

"Were you afraid?" he asked.

Xyla shook her head.

afraid of the dark. With him accompanying her on the phone, she

After that, Stanley turned

cables. Go and sit over there while I fix it," he

the toolbox," Xyla

me do it. Sit over there, alright?" Stanley said before walking over to the coffee table and retrieving a toolbox under it. He then returned to Xyla. "Go and sit down." "Let me hold the torchlight for you," Xyla

okay. Go and

and said softly next to her

back of her

so dark that Stanley couldn't sense

deep breath and walking over

felt a buzzing sensation in

Stanley was able to fix the problem

sudden brightness made Xyla squint

kneeling on the ground as he kept the tools back in the toolbox. "Five

under the coffee table before

felt

Sing very well," Xyla

still felt enamored by his

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