"What are you talking about?" Lena and Elijah strolled together on the field, enjoying the sun and sporting wide smiles.
"They're a fantastic pair. Why are you calling them mermaids?!"
"Yes, it's incredible." He squinted. "Toph and Arya look perfect together, no matter how you see it. They have similar family backgrounds, both are good-looking, their families have been friends for generations, and they share the same hobby. Okay, I was wrong. I should call them a match made in heaven!"
"Hmm, that's more like it."
"Looks like he's moved past his trauma?"
"I suppose so." Lena sighed. "Life goes on, and we have to look to the future."
"That's right. We can't dwell on the past. We need to learn to save ourselves!"
She was taken aback. Elijah had simply stated the truth, but she took it hard.
She couldn't help but think back to the long period of depression she endured after fleeing the village at just over ten years old. What she had been through had been cruel for a child. She wanted to save herself too, but she didn't know how.
She bit her lip hard, the pain jolting her out of her thoughts.
It was strange—why was she suddenly reminiscing about the past? She had seemed to put it behind her.
"Hey, are you daydreaming?" Elijah turned to her.
"Nothing." She forced a chuckle. "Oh, why are you everywhere? Shouldn't you be hard at work in the office?"
"It just means we're meant to be!"
"Umm…"
"Forget it. I'll tone down the jokes. Would your soldier friend come at me with his machine gun if I upset him?"
"Mr. Chriss!"
"Here's to you, Ms. Lena."
She was taken aback when she saw Harold stand up. She hastily set down her utensils, raised her glass, and bowed.
"I don't deserve it, sir. Let me propose a toast to you," she said.
"No." He smiled gently. "You were a tremendous help to me. How could I not thank you? The school charity project played a significant role in my campaign, and the kids you brought from the mountains are crucial to the project!"
"That's right." Elijah wiped his lips and smirked. "Don't be shy with my father-in-law, Ms. Harding. You deserve this toast!"
Harold's eyes were kind. "Here's to you."
Lena smiled and finished the wine in her glass, too.
The atmosphere kept improving. Nala would come to Lena from time to time, playfully asking her to feed her.
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