Bab 107: Words on the Pages, Love in the Heart

A mature-looking woman sat at a table, illuminated by the soft light of a magical lamp. Her pen glided across the paper, seemingly with a mind of its own, as if her hands were independent beings. She was absorbed in her writing, not even looking at the paper, as the words flowed effortlessly from her pen, forming beautiful sentences on their own accord.

Her brown eyes scanned the area outside the large gates of the Alchemy Association, searching eagerly for someone. As the last rays of the sun vanished in the sky, a hint of sadness flickered across her gaze. "When will she come?" she wondered aloud, her voice tinged with concern.

"It's getting late," she murmured to herself, her brow furrowing. "Is she staying with him again? But she said she would come today to walk home with me." Her thoughts were filled with uncertainty and doubt, as she anxiously awaited the arrival of someone special.