Bab 209: Chapter 210

And as Milan retraced his steps towards the heart of their sanctuary, his resolve strengthened by the connections forged within its walls, he knew that their journey was far from over. But with each encounter and revelation, he dared to believe that even amidst the shadows, light could find its way.

As Milan continued on his path through the refuge, a subtle shift in the atmosphere caught his attention. He sensed a presence behind him and turned to find Gilbert following quietly, his usually upbeat demeanor tinged with a palpable sense of melancholy.

Milan paused, his curiosity piqued by Gilbert's uncharacteristic solemnity. "Is something wrong, Gilbert?" he asked gently, his voice laced with concern.

Gilbert hesitated for a moment before speaking, his gaze fixed on the ground as if searching for the right words. "I miss my mother," he finally admitted, his voice soft and tinged with sorrow.