Mavis Pov
As I traversed an unfamiliar path, Samson's hands gently covered my eyes.
I instinctively followed the direction of his hand, not giving it much thought.
My curiosity about our destination grew, prompting me to ask, "Could you please tell me where we are headed?"
"I might fall," I remarked, taking careful yet uncertain steps.
"I assure you, I will be there to support you," he replied, attempting to reassure me.
"We're almost there," he said softly, maintaining his grip over my eyes.
"Are you ready?" he inquired, gradually loosening his hold.
"I'm uncertain about what I should be preparing for. I feel a mix of confusion and curiosity," I responded, keeping my eyes shut and grappling with my bewilderment.
The absence of a reply only deepened my confusion, leading m
