Chapter 623 Can We Talk Inside.

At that time, Josiah was entirely committed to Lysander’s well–being, treating her with such careful attention as though she were something precious and fragile. He wouldn’t dream of causing her any upset.

Michelle’s features softened slightly as she responded, “All right, then I’ll go back and check on her.”

“No need, I’ll go. You should head back to sleep. If your sister sees you up this late, she’ll surely worry. I’ll go check on her.” Josiah’s offer came from a place of deep consideration for both sisters‘ well–being.

He was indeed aware of the unusual behavior exhibited by Lysander lately, yet found himself unable to tell Michelle the truth.

Michelle, placing a significant amount of trust in him, nodded and began to retreat. However, she couldn’t help but glance back every few steps, her movements betraying her lingering unease.

Lysander’s tent was directly across from Josiah’s. He approached quietly, crouching at first, hesitating as he listened intently by the side of her tent. Confirming that the soft sounds of crying were still audible, he tentatively tapped on the fabric of the tent

The noise inside stopped abruptly.

A moment later. Lysander queried tentatively, “Who’s there?”

Josiah replied with a gentle exhale, “It’s me.”

“Is there something you need?”

Josiah explained his presence, “Your sister heard you crying and got a bit worried about you, so she sent me to check on you.”

Lysander seemed surprised. “Michelle heard me?”

“Yeah.

“Then did she…”

It’s difficult to talk through the tent,

were separated by only the thin fabric of the tent, Lysander struggled

from the inside, poking her head out to ask,

crumpled piece of white paper on the ground next to a small plastic bag that was filled

simply lowered her gaze and responded, “I’m

she was merely putting on a brave front. His voice was low as he responded, “We’re now people

Lysander took a deep breath and

he noticed the light coming from the nearby cozy tent and suggested in a subdued tone, “Michelle hasn’t gone

unavoidable, yet the campsite offered no other cover, and even a moderately raised

the tent. Josiah, showing respect for her space, stooped to enter but sat just inside the flap, careful not to invade further. Given his tall frame, the tent was undeniably

too small, aren’t they? They’re certainly not built with taller people in mind.”

probably the only time we’ll do this. We won’t have many more opportunities to sleep in a tent

worked hard today,”

need for formalities at this

then inquired about her sister, “Where is

her younger sister

noticed anything unusual. She only heard you crying

of responsibility Josiah felt

slept at

looked toward the light still visible outside, suspecting Michelle was likely still awake and

your sister is. We wouldn’t have to worry about

attention still fixed on

saw the Milky Way, you seemed

as someone who rarely lost her composure without significant reason. The drastic change in her demeanor suggested she

lost child momentarily crossed Josiah’s mind, causing him

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