As these thoughts raced through Nadia's mind, she unconsciously froze.
But unlike her, Anara stepped forward.
Nadia's eyes widened at her movement, and she instinctively stepped back. However, that didn't stop Anara's advance—she swiftly reached Nadia and gently held her left hand, cupping it with both hands, preventing her from retreating further.
Feeling the warmth of Anara's hands, Nadia trembled violently. "Sis—" She tried to speak, her fearful expression deepening, but quickly sealed her lips, unsure of what kind of response she would receive.
"Sister, how are you? It's been so long. I apologize for almost forgetting about you. If only I had known where you were, I would have done everything to—" Anara began, but before she could finish, Nadia lunged forward, wrapping her arms around her tightly.
Anara felt a cold warmth pressing against her skin.
