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Casting a fleeting gaze towards Millie, Leon pondered the depths of her unwavering determination.

Recalling her prior words, Millie had pledged that were he to save her grandmother, she would vanish from his life forever.

Upon revisiting this sentence, Leon’s fingers coiled into a resolute knot. Up until now, there was no one that could shake his determination, no exception for Millie.

Throughout his lifetime, Aisha’s presence alone held the alchemical touch to tenderize his heart’s armor.

“Julius, let her be. She can kneel for as long as her spirit deems fit,” intoned Leon with tempered authority.

Millie quivered as the ascent of Leon up the staircase culminated in the extinguishing of the lights in his bedroom.

“There exists no necessity for you to embark on this course. His resolve stands resolute and immutable. I advise your withdrawal, for lingering

her quivering lower lip, yielded to the cascade of tears, the embodiment of her emotional

of fortune to claim such a devoted

of numbness was a prevailed, yet the threshold of Leon’s bedroom persisted in its unyielding closure. Her gaze,

emergency treatment. Teresa’s counsel echoed, urging Millie to return to the hospital and abide by

tidings brushed her ears, Millie’s tears embarked on a freefall,

tentative attempt, Millie aspired to regain an upright posture, only to unearth

to rise, her palms propping against the floor for support. Akin to a vulnerable lamb, her form wavered in contemplation of an escape, ultimately culminating in a graceless collapse, surrendering to the clutches of torment. However, the phoenix in her will

backward glance. The bedroom above persisted in its sepulchral seal. A smile, edged with

of this grand abode revealed the frigidity