Millie nodded in a wordless affirmation.

A sense of guilt washed over Millie’s grandmother, causing her to lower her eyes.

She had never anticipated that the boy who had faced academic setbacks and lost everything would rise to such fame, especially considering his connection to the Thomas family. What added even more astonishment was that he eventually played a crucial role in saving her life.

Amidst reverie, Millie’s grandmother retraced time’s footsteps. She recalled a peculiar scene along her homeward path: Millie, accompanied by a lad. This sight was unusual, as Millie had always been seen by herself.

A clandestine revelation dawned—a tender affection kindled within Millie for this youth. Gracefully composed, her grandmother subtly pursued knowledge of the boy’s background.

In the neighboring town, young Flynn resided, his existence intertwined with that of his mother who navigated life’s tumultuous waters as a woman in a disgraceful profession.

boy attended was notorious, synonymous with an air of negativity. She could not fathom a union between Millie and

and the tableau of

danced, laughter harmonized, and offerings of sustenance flowed

entwined with the conviction that this union would break the delicate threads of Millie’s destiny. Yet she had

steadfast to her convictions. Severing the bond between them might wound her heart. Once, a distant journey beckoned Millie’s grandmother

in the firecracker trade. In the midst of an afternoon reprieve, a sudden eruption engulfed the

Millie’s head. Fortunately, her grandmother acted swiftly

and the suffocating embrace of smoke’s breath. Vigilant care cocooned her, shrouding her consciousness for a

a fragment of her memory missing, including memories of

to her that she had suffered memory loss, to the extent of forgetting even her own

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