"I am overjoyed to see you again, my friend."
Devon's eyes softened as a sigh of relief slipped past her lips. At the back of her head, she knew Marshall wasn't the friend she knew in her world. She couldn't help it, though.
Arthur. That was the name of her only friend in her world. The person who genuinely cared for her and fought for her freedom... that cost him his life.
The man she owed for all the short yet great memories. The person who made things a little bearable during her stay inside the tower.
Meanwhile, Marshall stared blankly at his grandsons. Lewis and Dion were both baffled, furrowing their brows as they could only look at each other.
Devon smiled as she slowly broke away from Marshall. "Hi, Grandpa."
"Hehe! My little angel is so sweet~! I knew it! You will like me the second you lay your eyes on me!" Marshall's lips stretched from ear to ear, clasping his hand excitedly.
