With a deep, calming breath, Timothee pulled me into his embrace, a sanctuary amidst the sudden disruption. Griffyn, ever the vigilant protector, disappeared into the foyer, seeking the source of our unexpected visitor.
“Barbara, it’s alright,” Timothee whispered, his voice a soothing balm against the rising storm of anxiety within me.
“But who’s that?” I asked, my voice laced with trepidation.
Griffyn rushed to my side, his calming balm in my rising anxiety as he explained that the approaching figure was none other than Dave, a mixture of disbelief and relief washed over me.
Griffyn and Dave exchanged perplexed glances, their eyebrows furrowed in confusion. They couldn’t fathom the storm of emotions that a simple invitation from the Moon Glazed Pack could unleash within me.
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