NovelGoldChapter 389 A month later, one lazy afternoon, sunlight spilled through the windows in golden threads, draping itself over the living room sofa.
Mandy sat quietly, bathed in that gentle light, as if wrapped in a veil of gold spun from the thinnest silk. Compared to the girl she'd been-a month ago, drowning in grief-she looked transformed. Her complexion was healthy, a soft blush returning to her cheeks, and the sorrow that had once marked her so deeply was nowhere to be seen. At that moment, Mandy seemed as content as a cat basking in the sun.
"Mandy, lunch is ready." Liam's warm voice drifted in from the kitchen.
She glanced over her shoulder to see him carrying a steaming dish, his expression unusually tender as he set it down on the dining table.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Con, let's eat." Mandy had been living with Liam for a month now, not once returning to school. Every day, he'd tried out new recipes just to tempt her appetite, doing everything he could to nurse her back to health. Under Liam's careful attention, Mandy-who had been left frail and hollowed out by grief-slowly regained her strength. As her color improved, Liam finally allowed himself to relax, the constant worry that had haunted him for weeks easing just a little.
He'd spent the month on edge, afraid she might do something reckless again. After all, if Mandy ever returned to violence, everything Claire had sacrificed-her final plea for Mandy to live a good life-would be for nothing.
Thankfully, Mandy had been unusually well-behaved, and Liam could finally breathe a little easier.
She settled at the dining table and began to eat in silence. Liam watched her, a soft smile unconsciously curling at his lips, his eyes filled with gentle affection. He picked up a fork and began placing food onto her plate.
"Liam," Mandy spoke suddenly.
His hand paused. "What is it?" She looked at him. "You've done so much forthese past weeks. I'm feeling better now-it's tI went back to school." Liam's expression stiffened. "Mandy, maybe... I could talk to the school about letting you take a leave of absence?" She shook her head without hesitation, her voice firm. "No, thank you. I want to graduate as soon as possible." "But-" "You're worried I'll try to get revenge on Sophia and Garnett Brown, aren't you?" Mandy met his eyes steadily. "Don't worry. I promised Claire, and I intend to keep that promise won't touch them." He studied her carefully. "You mean it?" She nodded emphatically. After a moment, she added, "If you're still worried, you can driveto and from school every day." Liam considered this, then nodded. "Alright." He knew better than anyone that Claire was the person Mandy cared about most.
Claire's dying wish had been for Mandy to live well, and Liam trusted Mandy wouldn't break that promise. Seeing him agree, Mandy lowered her gaze, hiding the cold resolve that flickered in her eyes. For the past month, she'd focused on regaining her strength-but she'd also put her considerable computer skills to use, quietly tracking down Sophia and Garnett Brown. After weeks of relentless searching, she'd finally pinpointed their location.
They'd bought themselves a month, but their twas up. It was tthey paid for what they'd done. The next morning dawned bright and clear. Liam drove Mandy to the gates of Cresthaven Institute of Technology. He watched as she walked onto the campus, only leaving when her figure had completely disappeared.
But as soon as his car was out of sight, Mandy slipped out the side entrance and vanished from campus.
Night fell, city lights flickering to life.
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Liam pulled up once more at the gates of Cresthaven waiting patiently for Mandy
to emerge. Half an hour passed, but there was still no sign of her. Ae tried calling, but her phone rang endlessly, never connecting.
A knot of dread tightened in his chest.
Meanwhile, Mandy was already miles away standing in the dim hallway of a run-down apartment building in another city. The air was thick with the scent of age She paused before an old wooden door, raising her hand to wdust.
knock-three precise raps echoing crisply down the corridor.
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