𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙤

*https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=gaD55NqPJA0*

"Long time no see, Cousin Finn," the person said with a warm smile, as they made their way through the crowded room towards me. It had been years since we had last seen each other, and I couldn't believe how much they had changed. As they came closer, I could see that they were accompanied by a group of familiar faces - friends and family members we both knew and cherished. It was a sweet reunion, filled with shared memories and laughter. It was at that moment that I realized how much I had missed their presence in my life. As we caught up and exchanged stories, I felt grateful for the bond we shared as cousins, and the joy of reconnecting with someone who held a special place in my heart.

"Great to see you too, Amelia," Finn snarkily said as he approached her with a sly grin. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his sarcastic tone. Nevertheless, I followed his lead and introduced myself to the girl standing before us. "Hello, My name is Lela and these are my friends," I said with a smile, gesturing to the group of people I had arrived with. Amelia returned the greeting with a warm smile and we all began to chat, exchanging pleasantries and getting to know each other better. It was a delightful encounter that left me feeling grateful for the opportunity to meet new friends and forge connections. Finn's snarky comment may have set the tone for our meeting, but it ultimately led to a memorable and enjoyable interaction that I would always cherish.

Amelia's words drifted casually through the air as she nonchalantly lit her cigarette, the smoke curling lazily around her. Finn couldn't help but chuckle at her familiar tone, despite the slight edge of sarcasm in her words. He knew Amelia well enough to know that she was always quick with a clever retort, even in the most mundane of situations. Their friendship had a long history punctuated by playful banter and deep conversations, making moments like these feel comfortable and natural. As they stood side by side, Finn felt a sense of calm wash over him, grateful for Amelia's presence and her ability to lighten the mood with just a few words. The two of them shared a bond that went beyond mere friendship, a connection that was as strong as it was unspoken. And as Amelia took a drag from her cigarette, Finn couldn't help but be grateful for her unwavering companionship in a world that's constantly changing.

Finn's snicker was full of amusement, while I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I couldn't help but feel self-conscious about the comment that had just been made. Thankfully, her friend stepped in to reassure me, offering a kind smile and a few words of encouragement. It was a small gesture, but it helped to ease my feelings of inadequacy. Despite the momentary discomfort, I was grateful for the support of Finn's friend. Their kindness reminded me that I didn't have to let one comment dictate how I felt about myself. I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the embarrassment and focus on enjoying the rest of the conversation.

Lela felt a wave of relief wash over her as Mia introduced herself and her group of friends. Mia's reassurance that they knew who she was brought a sense of comfort in the midst of unfamiliar faces. As Mia continued to list off her friends, Lela couldn't help but feel grateful for the warm welcome. Amelia, the daughter of Whitney and Ben Cooper, stood out as a familiar name to Lela, reminding her of the connection she had with this group of friends. With Noah, Harper, and Oliver also joining the fray, Lela felt a sense of camaraderie begin to form. She knew that she was in good company and that she had found a group of friends who would support and stand by her through thick and thin. The Battle of Relatives seemed like a distant memory now, as Lela embraced this new chapter in her life with open arms.

Amelia sat in an overstuffed armchair in her dimly lit study, cigarette between her lips, her thoughts consumed with worry and curiosity about the state of Natura. It had been two long weeks since she had received word of the attack, and yet there had been no further developments or updates. No news of the perpetrators or the fate of her beloved city.