"𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦," softly uttered the doctor.
The diagnosis is clear; Alessia had lost the ability to utter a single word for nearly a month. Her parents, initially unconcerned, grew tense upon hearing the news, overcome by a blend of emotions that the...
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Oops I did it again... I played with your heart and practically posted on Friday, oh baby baby... 🎶
(Sorry I'm late! I didn't have much comments on the last one but I hope you'll like this chapter!)
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The weather caught us all off guard.
Everyone at the inn is on edge, and things didn't get any better when the manager announced he was out of sake.
Naturally, tensions escalated quickly, and I explicitly asked the crew not to cause any trouble until the storm was over. But I must say what I'm witnessing now surpasses anything I could have imagined:
Jean-Bart, surrounded by pirates and bounty hunters, leaning over the center of a table opposite a man of equal stature, and Alessia, standing on the wood, a bottle of wine in hand, amidst cheers from the entire room.
