Chapter 735
Chapter 735:
Words deserted her; all she could do was look at the child through eyes blurred with tears.
“Millie,” Ari whispered, brushing the tears from her cheeks before planting a soft kiss and wrapping her little arms around her neck.
Millie pulled the little girl close, holding on tightly.
No language was needed; their embrace spoke with a far greater depth. After a long, quiet moment, Millie took Ari’s hand again and guided her into the school to her classroom. She hesitated at the doorway, and then turned to find Myron a few steps behind, his presence unwavering.
Her lips curved into a smile, her first real smile in days.
Though shadows still clung to her, though the ache in her heart remained, there was a fragile conviction within her that one day she would be alright.
Myron’s eyes were faintly reddened as he reached out, brushing his hand over her hair before leaning down to place a tender kiss on her forehead.
“I’ve tightened security around the kindergarten,” he murmured. “What happened before won’t happen again p>
For her and for Ari, he was ready to give everything, never letting danger close in again.
A breeze lifted strands of her hair, and he gently tucked them behind her ear.
“Let’s go,” he said softly.
“Alright,” she replied with a small nod.
They walked together toward the car.
When they reached that side street again, Millie paused for just a moment before taking another step.
His palm on hers was warm, steady, and dry, wrapping her in safety.
She lowered her gaze, realizing there was still much ahead of her, and she couldn’t afford to stay trapped where she was.
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What mattered now was moving forward.
She knew only by pressing on could she rise above the past.
Her heart was not yet healed, but she believed in time, she would be fine. Millie and Myron made their way back to the Bentley, and he carefully guided her into the seat.
The car pulled away, leaving Brandon motionless where he was.
The breeze drifted softly as his eyes remained fixed on the place she had just occupied.
What he saw between Millie and Myron struck him deeply; their bond seemed to have only grown firmer.
Even though Myron had insisted that nothing had happened between him and Millie yet, the pure closeness they shared was a kind of intimacy only those who had lived it could truly recognize.
Brandon’s hands clenched the armrest of his wheelchair, veins standing out beneath his skin, but he uttered no word.
Eugene, standing quietly behind him, had witnessed everything.