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An hour later, they reached the base of a towering mountain, its peak touching the sky.

Millie’s eyes widened as she gazed upward.

At the summit, a temple stood, accessible by a vertical elevator that reached all the way up. Marcus purchased tickets and moved towards the elevator, but Millie halted him.

“Aren’t we going to climb the mountain?” she asked, excitement Lacing her words.

Marcus assessed her with a discerning eye and questioned, “Can you handle it?” Concern filled his voice, for the mountain was indeed daunting, and he worried that Millie might tire too quickly.

“Let’s give it a try,” Millie replied, though uncertainty tinged her voice.

“Okay,” Marcus agreed, smiling at the thought of them both enjoying the outdoors. It would be good for Millie, he mused, to build up her strength.

they began their climb, step by deliberate step. Marcus’ stamina clearly

quarter of the way up, Millie’s breathing grew labored, her cheeks

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Marcus offered her water.

“Drink some,” he encouraged.

the water, the sweetness revitalizing her,

a twinge of regret. He should have chosen the

“You’re tired, aren’t you?”

her legs, acknowledging the

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Marcus nodded affirmatively.