{Abebi}
I strolled through the familiar paths of the Allister compound, accompanied by my dear friend Chiara. A rare opportunity for lighthearted conversation arose. The sun's warm rays enveloped us, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees, creating a serene atmosphere that eased the weight on my shoulders.
"Congratulations," Chiara exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I glanced at her, curiosity etched on my face.
"On what?" I questioned, a hint of uncertainty lacing my words.
Chiara's mischievous grin grew wider as she relished the moment, preparing to share her news.
"You're the new right-hand woman to Mac Allister," she said, her voice brimming with admiration.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of my lips, though skepticism tempered my joy.
"Oh, it's tempor
