But what she really wanted now was to slip into her memories.
"Imagine what your mom looks like right now. She's gazing at you with gentle eyes, telling you... to take a little rest."
The man's voice had a special power, standing out in the midst of the surrounding chaos.
Ella sat there, dazed.
"You see your mom, and you feel happy. You're walking with her, walking... you both head up to the second floor, hand in hand, feeling good, and the scenery around you is beautiful..."
The voice became more and more ethereal, with an inexplicable magic that made Ella slowly stand up and begin to walk upstairs.
Seeing this, Rachel's eyes sparkled with excitement. She and Connor stood up and followed behind Ella.
The people around them were blurry, caught up in cheerful conversations, and hardly anyone noticed. Even if they did, they just assumed the guests were taking a casual stroll.
