Mika
I can hardly comprehend how no one around here seems to recognize the name Lucas Freeman. It's baffling. I should revisit my mother’s letter; perhaps I missed some crucial detail that could shed light on his identity. After two full days of fruitless searching, a heavy weariness settled over me, mingling with despair.
Ever the optimist, Cain attempted to lift my spirits by suggesting we explore more sights. Yet, despite his cheerful insistence, my heart wasn’t in it; the thought of wandering around felt increasingly useless.
"I'm really sorry to hear that these past two days have been tough," Cain said gently, trying to lift my spirits with a warm smile. "But remember, we always have tomorrow and the day after that." I appreciated his effort, but I couldn't shake my mood. "Cain, I
