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The news filled me with cautious hope. I went back to the ward, kissed Mum goodbye, and promised I’d return tomorrow. She protested as usual, but it was futile. I would be here — no matter what. On my way back, I spotted a small roadside thrift book stall. The colorful covers drew me in. As I browsed through the shelves, bumping gently into other customers, a green book caught my eye. The cover was filled with beautiful pastries. Bake Like a Pro: A Beginner’s Guide to Making Homemade Specials. I flipped through the pages, scanning the headings. It looked solid. I counted a few bucks and handed them to the old trader.

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Would you mind lending a hand? She gapes at me for a minute before she lets out an exhausted sigh and goes about. Ignoring her existence, I bury my nose under the book again. The first three paragraphs are a bullshit sort of introduction. ‘The Basics’; promises about unreachable standards I’d reach, the kind of work I’d end up writing and Yada, Yada, Yadaaaaaaaa.

single" someone can really tell you anything. I mean, they can but they can expect to die. Try to remember that in the future. Your cultivation will bring your aggression more if you let it." Four nodded and took the words in for understanding. "Umu I do not know. I can feel a part of me wanting to come out. A voice beckoning me to do so. I like it but I am also afraid. The Cultivation Manual you gave me, "Quiet Titan" seems to complex for me." Thinking bout the different intricacies of it made his head spin most days. Even when he failed to understand, he felt his mind turn sharper. Thoughts turn clearer. "The Bull manual from the Lan clan is easier."

"Yes. It was." I go back to my book.

“Tess, you’re right. I never truly understood what you wanted. I’m sorry, and thank you.” He finally exited with dignity, and I, too, finally ended this endless tug-of-war, ready to restart my own life. A year later, I returned home. My first stop was to visit the orphanage and Ms. Grey. The orphanage was just as warm as I remembered. Laughter and playful shouts from the children echoed the yard. When she saw me, her smile was gentle and kind. “Tess, it’s good to have you back.” We sat on the wooden chairs in the courtyard and caught up.

After three long years of being shoved to the margins in Aronespire, stepping back into a home where I was cherished was overwhelming. Hot tears spilled uncontrollably down my face.

I added quickly, “For beginners.” “Cooking? You mean a recipe book?” “Not a recipe book.” I pressed my lips, trying to explain what I had in mind. “A book that teaches the basics, like techniques, equipment. One that can teach you from scratch.” He furrowed his brows, thinking for a moment before walking over to one of the bookshelves. He climbed onto a step stool, then pulled out one of the books from the very top shelf. He dusted the cover off with his hand, then blew on it before climbing back down and handing it to me.

she murmured softly as she slid into the seat. He closed the door with a quiet click, circling around to the driver’s side. Moments later, the car purred to life, and they eased into the flow of traffic, heading back toward Queens. As the city lights blurred past them, Natalia found herself gazing out the window, her mind spinning with thoughts of Damien, Camila, and the life she’d carefully kept hidden for so long.