There was not a trace of clouds in the sky as the bright moon cast its gentle light upon the ground.
Even outside the venue, sounds of laughter and glasses clinking could be heard. The sounds carried an air of festivity.
Yitty knew that embracing such an atmosphere required courage.
As a member of the underworld, people often viewed her through colored lenses, assuming that she was a cold-blooded animal. Hence, they kept their distance from her. Deep down, like everyone else, she had a soft side.
It had been a long time since she last saw Cillian after their incident. Yitty did not know why she suddenly thought of him. Besides, they seemed like sworn enemies. Why did she still miss him? She shook her head, unsure of what to make of her feelings.
She had originally planned to attend the festival today as Lucy had secretly sent her an invitation so that she could make more friends. However, after she got dressed and got to the venue, she found herself unable to move forward.
It was like there was an invisible barrier between her and those people, making it as difficult as reaching for the stars.
She was not antisocial at all. She thrived in the underworld and was well-known there, but being an ordinary civilian was challenging for her.
Standing outside the venue, she pondered whether she should go in. A voice suddenly sounded behind her. “Yitty, why aren’t you going in?”
“I…”
Yitty did not know what to say. It had been so long since she and Cillian had a proper conversation since they parted ways.
Lucy probably invited him to the festival as well. It seemed like Lucy considered both of them her good friends, even though she did not know what exactly their feelings were toward her.
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Update “find me in your labyrinth” novel please...author is MIA for 7 weeks.........
Update “find me in your labyrinth” novel please...author is MIA for 5 weeks......