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…”

the tent. It’s difficult to talk through the tent,

fabric of the tent, Lysander

inside, poking her head out to ask, “You’ve been busy all day, aren’t you tired?

inside, his eyes briefly catching sight of a crumpled piece of white paper on the ground next to a small plastic bag that was filled to the brim. Concerned about overstepping, he quickly averted his eyes,

forced smile, simply lowered her gaze and responded, “I’m perfectly fine, nothing’s wrong. You should go

suspecting that she was merely putting on a brave front. His voice was low as he responded, “We’re now people who share a secret. There’s no

took a deep breath and

coming from the nearby cozy tent and suggested in a subdued tone, “Michelle hasn’t gone to sleep yet. I’m afraid she might overhear our conversation here. Can we talk

entered, the proximity was unavoidable, yet the campsite offered no other cover, and even a

her sleeping bag back to make room at the entrance of the tent. Josiah, showing respect for her space, stooped to enter but sat just inside the flap, careful

small, aren’t they? They’re certainly not built

only time we’ll do

today,”

formalities at this hour,”

then inquired about her sister, “Where is Michelle?”

concerned that her younger sister might have gone to seek their parents again.

heard you crying and is just worried that I might have been

of responsibility Josiah felt was

like she’s slept at all,” he

toward the light still visible outside, suspecting Michelle was likely still awake and possibly distracted by her phone. Her voice

where your sister is. We wouldn’t have to

a slight nod, her attention still

in the corners of her eyes and asked, “I remember when you saw the Milky Way, you seemed to have calmed down, but then you suddenly started crying

reason. The drastic change in her demeanor suggested she had experienced something

lost child momentarily crossed Josiah’s mind, causing him a sharp pang of empathy.

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