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“Here is your phone.” Harlan produced a phone from the depths of his pocket, presenting it to Millie.

Millie, taken aback by the unexpected offering, received the device with a mix of astonishment and gratitude. He had pursued her every step of the way, even retrieving her phone.

Observing that Millie’s breath had regained its calm cadence, Harlan advanced with a purposeful stride.

“Shall we embark?”

“Whither, you ask?” Millie fell a step behind him.

“Let us seek out your paramour, Marcus.”

A rosy hue graced Millie’s cheeks. For all of Harlan’s enigmatic demeanor, he spoke with a candidness. Could it be that Marcus had truly returned?

encountered a stationary automobile. From its confines emerged Marcus, his countenance suffused with relief upon glimpsing Millie in a

Harlan set foot back in Preagend, he apprised her of the peril that had menaced

indeed made a

A ‘s L I B R A R

Marcus, a radiant gleam illuminated

fangs

hand, his touch gentle yet thorough,

interposed, folding his arms, “She’s unharmed, rest assured. Her heart only raced a

gaze towards Harlan, Marcus uttered

“I am indebted.”

a recorder pen

testament. Its words bear