𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 - 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘱𝘯

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘟𝘟𝘟𝘐𝘐𝘐

𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐂

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 (𝟏/𝟐)
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"Y/n!"

You feel a wave of relief wash over you as you hear Emma's voice calling out your name. You turn to see her approaching you along with Ray, with a warm smile, her eyes shining with concern, happiness, and relief.

You gently pull your hand away from Norman's as you draw closer, the rest of the children emerge from their play, their faces lighting up with excitement. Emma takes your hand in hers, her fingers intertwining with yours in a gentle but firm grasp. "You're finally awake!" she exclaims, her voice filled with warmth. "We were worried about you!"

The other kids gather around, their eyes wide with excitement. "How are you feeling?" Emma asks, her gaze searching yours.

You take a deep breath as you take in the unfamiliar surroundings and the friendly faces. "I feel better." you reply, your voice steady.

Gilda approaches, a warm smile spreading across her face. "We have a lot to catch up on." she says.

The other kids nod in agreement, their chatter filling the air as they begin to share stories and updates about their adventures.

It's been ages since we were all together. They've grown so much, and it hits you how much you've missed them. It makes you wonder what life would be like if you hadn't been separated. But dwelling on the past doesn't matter now. What counts is that you're reunited and can move forward together.

Norman gazes around the room, "I'm afraid I have a few pressing matters to attend to so I'll be right back." With a gentle smile, he turns and begins his ascent up the stairs. As he disappears from view, the sound of whispered admiration and soft gasps of fascination float through the air.

"We spoke with your friends," Emma says, her voice gentle and cautious, drawing your attention back to her. A sympathetic look crosses her face, and you sense a hint of compassion in her eyes. "They shared a lot with us." she continues, her words measured, as if choosing each one carefully.

Your expression changes, a mixture of surprise and wariness washing over your face. "Oh," you mutter, your hands withdrawing from hers. "What exactly did they say?" you ask, your tone guarded, your eyes narrowing slightly as you try to gauge how much they know.

Emma and Ray exchange nervous glances, their eyes darting between each other as if they were hesitant. The others in the room follow suit, their faces tense.

Your face hardens as realization sets in – they must have told them everything with what happened with Salvus.

Emma's gaze returns to yours, concern etched on her face. "Are you okay?" she asks, her voice soft and gentle.

You let out a soft, dismissive scoff, trying to brush off the question. "I'm fine." you say, your voice firm, but your eyes betraying a hint of vulnerability.

"What do you know?" you demand, your tone firm, seeking the truth, your mind racing with worst-case scenarios. Your heart beats faster, your senses on high alert.