Agnes said, "These past few months have felt like a complete nightmare."
And indeed, it was a nightmare, a sort of hell on earth filled with loss and heartache, as if they had endured every possible sorrow.
Jared responded, "Just think of it as a bad dream, Agnes. You're awake now, and things are going to get better."
Leaning on Jared's shoulder, Agnes whispered, "I just wish for a calm and peaceful life from now on, without any more turmoil."
By the time they reached Serenity Hall, dusk was settling in.
Nocturne had just finished taking a therapeutic bath. Lately, Nocturne was more lucid than ever, having spent a considerable time at Serenity Hall, thankfully with Esther's company.
Agnes visited the old man. She wanted to take Nocturne back home for a while. Indeed, they had been apart for too long. The old man agreed. Given Nocturne's unexpectedly rapid improvement, he only prescribed some essential tonics. However, because Nocturne still needed regular acupuncture and therapeutic baths, he could only stay for a fortnight. But for Nocturne, this was still a joyous occasion.
Esther, learning Nocturne was leaving, felt a deep sense of loss. Being the only child in the herbal clinic and fostered there since memory, Esther rarely had the companionship of another child her age.
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