Tintin

As Reyna's mother try to annoy us, a sobbing voice could be heard near the end of the tunnel. This voice sounds all-too-familiar, but I've never heard it sob before.

"Elena... is that you?"

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I have yet another query. If you don't mind, may I ask... what is happiness? It's a vague question with no incorrect answers, and of course, there are no correct ones too. It is simply subjective.

Our definition of the pinnacle of life deviates from each other, but if there was one thing we could all agree on, it's this moment.

Never in my unorthodox life have I witnessed such genuine happiness. If the world were watching, I'm sure even the most heartless individuals would be touched by this reunion.

"Tintin... this is really you, right?" Elena barely whispered as she cried out an ocean. Her body trembles as she holds her brother tight with a warm embrace.

"I'm an adult now... d-don't call me that." Sir Konstantin replied with teary ey