Morgana departed without sensing any peculiarities, but her exit signaled a moment of relief for both Nathalia and Maria. The night had taken its toll on those who remained awake, they were now battling the embrace of drowsiness, their eyelids fighting to close.

Several individuals hurried back to the tent, seeking refuge and rest. The weight of a sleepless night had left Hector feeling drained. He addressed Nathalia and Maria, compassionately suggesting they return to the tent and rest. They had a fifteen-kilometer journey to Erdaogou scheduled for the afternoon and he offered to accompany them if they desired.

Nathalia shook his head, explaining they had other plans. Maria’s curiosity was piqued and she inquired about their destination. With a nonchalant demeanor, Nathalia revealed, “We’re heading to Baisha to enjoy a few days there.”

Their next destination lay in the southwestern border of the southern province and their choice of Baisha was a calculated move, a measure to mitigate risks.

Hector approved, sharing a smile, “We’ve been to Baisha, it’s a stunning place. You two enjoy yourselves there.”

As the conversation continued, Hector became increasingly aware of their imminent departure. Regret tinged Shiann’s words, “I thought I’d have a few more days with you. It’s unexpected that you’re leaving so soon. I wonder if we’ll ever meet again.”

Shiann was acutely conscious of the fleeting nature of life, cherishing these newfound connections. She felt the brevity of existence, dreading the finality of parting.

Sensing Shiann’s unease, Hector held her gently, reassuring her, “Don’t dwell on it. Fate has its way of weaving our paths.”

Maria glanced at George, her lips pursed, a silent exchange revealing her thoughts.

George, attuned to Maria’s unspoken desires, explained to them, “We’d appreciate it if Hector and Shiann could see us off.”

“Of course, we’ll

to pack the tent for them, but Nathalia declined, suggesting they leave it for those who might need

the courage to ask, “George, could we take

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couldn’t resist teasing George, “You set up the tent yesterday for nothing. Didn’t even get a wink of

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private conversation with Hector and Shiann, disclosing,

Hector questioned, “What’s the mystery behind

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