Epilogue
Where two worlds would finally meet.
Five years later.
Aeira was in the middle of handling her affairs for the day when she caught her uncle sitting in the veranda. He was drinking some tea, which is nothing out of the ordinary, as he would usually have some in the morning. However, his expression seemed very different.
Her uncle seemed like he was thinking of something with such long expression.
She had never really seen him express this kind of emotion, so she was worried. Instead of rushing to her early meeting—she quickly send a message to her father about the situation and wanted him to fill her up for the meeting.
“Good morning, my dear uncle,” she called as she sat on the opposed chair off of him.
He frowned, confused at her appearance, “Good
