In the present, he seemed akin to a solitary and aloof monarch, radiating an impenetrable aura. It was as if anyone venturing closer risked annihilation.

The succeeding day dawned, prompting Millie’s awakening. Marcus, with an air of solemnity, directed her attention to a sheet of paper adorning the desk.

“I have enumerated three directives for your compliance. Abide by these henceforth.”

What?

Puzzlement gripped her. Retrieving the paper, she perused its contents.

1. Cultivate personal transformation and exude kindness. 2. Avoid impure utterances. 3. Refrain from subjecting him to pinching.

myself into what? Am I not typically affable? Is this some jest?” Millie’s

resolve, Marcus intoned, “If you are indeed kind, persist in your course. If

bore myriad unfavorable tales about Millie, yet Marcus chose to consign these to oblivion. The future held promise, contingent

utterances? I’ve not uttered a

foul language had she spouted? Her utterance of “shit” stemmed from

of relevance. She

very least, exercise circumspection in

the final edict, Millie raised her

her sight was met by Marcus ensconced within a vehicle, window slightly ajar. He lingered

balcony but also within the confines of the car, as though an insurmountable chasm stretched between

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