NovelFinishThe car sped through the streets, and I had no idea where we were heading. But with Atlas by my side, I felt reassured. As long as he was with me, I wasn't afraid, even if we were at the ends of the earth.
After about 40 minutes, the car stopped in front of a house, and we all got out.
The warm air here was no different from Foswood, makingfeel at ease. If it weren't for the different house and garden, I would have thought we were back at Pleca Park.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAtlas held my hand as we walked in.
An elderly woman cout to greet us, exclaiming, "Mr. Atlas, you're finally back!" The woman welcomed him with open arms, and he strode over and embraced her while I stood by, feeling a bit awkward.
The old lady seemed ecstatic, patting his back and tearing up. "It's been so long since I've seen you." Atlas didn't rush to pull away from her embrace, letting her pat his back. It was clear they shared a special bond, and the old lady had deep affection for Atlas.
Finally, Atlas stood up and said to the old lady, "Guess who I brought back with me." The old lady was surprised to noticestanding beside them.
She looked atwith warm eyes, scrutinizingfrom head to toe. Suddenly, a glimmer of recognition flashed in her eyes, and she blurted out, "Ms. Stella? I-Is she our Ms. Stella?" Atlas proudly smiled like a child. "Your eyesight is as sharp as ever! You haven't aged a bit." The old lady chuckled proudly. "Oh my. Who's getting old? How could I age when I still need to take care of you both?" Then she looked at me, examiningcarefully. "You've changed, but you're becoming more beautiful. You're different from when you were a child, but still so beautiful! Mr. Atlas, how did you find her?" Feeling a bit embarrassed, I glanced at Atlas, feeling a bit at a loss. Atlas knew I would be uncomfortable, but he didn't tellwho she was.
The old lady walked slowly towardand took my hand, giving it a squeeze. Then she opened her arms 7, and I awkwardly exeret I pull into a hug. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesShe patted my back like she did to Atlas too.
Her voice was filled with excitement, "It's really you. My Ms. Stella has returned." "You've confirmed she's Stella yourself, right?" Atlas asked mysteriously.
The old lady finally let go of me, but her eyes still lingered on my face unwillingly. "We're indeed blessed by the heavens." But she seemed to notice my unease and looked at Atlas in doubt.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"She lost her childhood memories, so she doesn't remember who you are." Atlas shrugged.
"Chlo, she's our nanny, Sandy." Atlas put his arm aroundand introduced me, "We were both raised by her since we were little." "Sandy?" I murmured, repeating the word, looking at the old lady in front of me. She was my nanny, the person second only to a mother.
I looked deeply at the nanny, who seemed completely unfamiliar tobut undeniably kind.
"When the incident happened back then, the nanny was also drugged and almost died at their hands. Later, it was Marco who saved her and sent her away.
"After I was safe, I bought this house and brought her back," Atlas continued, his emotions evident.
Then he looked at the nanny. "Every tI cback to Nocturnia, it feels like I'm coming home. Wherever the nanny is, that's our home."
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