Chapter 548
Chapter 548:
“But if you keep this up… do you really think you and Millie can ever fix things?” Darden’s words struck right at the center of his tangled thoughts.
Brandon stayed silent, staring through the rainbow-hued lights overhead, feeling nothing but a heavy grayness inside his chest.
He couldn’t answer. All he could do was cling, stubbornly, to the one thing he still believed was right.
Time seemed to slip away unnoticed.
It was time for Millie and Myron’s third date.
This time, they met on a small island just fifteen minutes from Crobert. The island often hosted public events, and in recent days, a steady stream of activity had sparked curiosity about what was taking place there. Even Millie had heard the rumors.
But when Myron picked her up, she finally understood. Everything happening on the island had been planned for her.
As they boarded the boat, she glanced at him and asked, “Isn’t this a bit extravagant?”
He smiled. “It’s not just the two of us.”
That only deepened her curiosity.
They set off at dusk, the sun hanging low, casting a crimson light across the water. Fifteen minutes later, they arrived.
They walked a short distance and turned a corner. What Millie saw left her speechless.
The street ahead looked like something from a dream. Crystals lined the path. Smoke from burning exotic herbs and spices floated in the air, its scent rich and mysterious. Strange and beautiful sights surrounded them.
Just past the entrance, something caught Millie’s eye.
𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨:
A man in a wizard’s robe stood beneath a lantern, performing tricks with ease, pulling objects seemingly from nowhere. At one point, a glowing ring appeared in his hand, and with a flick, it transformed into several balloons tied together with a string.
Millie watched closely, trying to figure out how he did it.
Before she could, he bowed and handed her the balloons. She turned to Myron, only to realize he had vanished while she was distracted by the magic show.
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The scent of herbs and spices drifted closer. From a nearby window, a stream of bubbles floated out, surrounding her.
In the glow of the setting sun, the scene felt like something out of a fairy tale. Holding the string of balloons in one hand, Millie reached out with the other to poke at the colorful bubbles.
One large bubble, wrapped in several smaller ones, burst softly. A man appeared where it had been.
He wore a black suit and a half-mask. White gloves covered his hands, and he held a top hat.
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