Adam’s Pov
I greeted her with a simple, "Hello, Mavis," while gazing at her, questioning whether she was truly present.
Yet, there she was, standing on the doorstep, her smile suggesting she had forgotten her past actions from two years prior. She appeared unchanged since her departure.
"What brings you here?" I inquired with a hint of urgency.
She raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Is that truly how you intend to welcome me after nearly two years apart?" she responded. "Come on, let me in."
I reiterated my question, refusing to extend an invitation for her to enter.
Disregarding my inquiry, she tilted her head to peer past me. "Who is that?" she asked.
Upon realizing that Essel was still seated on the couch in the living room, I turned to face her. She stood and approached the door.
