The next day, at the break of dawn, Silya returned to the estate as Mila had instructed. As she approached, confusion painted her face when she saw two female figures in front of the estate.
One woman was seated on the grassy ground, her gaze fixed on the estate, her expression a mix of impatience and exhaustion. This was the same woman who had been waiting for Mila the previous day, enduring the discomfort of the cold, hard ground.
The other figure, standing proudly in front of the estate, was unmistakably Mila. Her posture exuded confidence, and there was a certain gleam in her eyes that hinted at the success of whatever plan she had set in motion.
Helen hesitated for a moment, observing the scene before her. Mila noticed her presence and motioned for her to approach.
"Good morning, Sily! I hope you got some rest," Mila greeted, her tone cheerful.
