Leaving Karl, Milo, and Adrian behind felt heavier than Ruby expected.
Ever since Karl's incident, a strange uneasiness had settled in her chest. He was too emotional, too soft-hearted—and too easily swayed. Milo, though sweet, was still a child in many ways, always believing that the world was as kind as he was. And Adrian… well, Adrian could take care of himself, but he was buried under work, and Ruby didn't want him to feel alone either.
So, with a deep breath, she walked toward the one person she trusted—Angeline.
She knocked gently before stepping inside her cozy home.
Kenji greeted her with a bright smile, handing her a glass of water. Max, munching on dried fruit, nodded in greeting. Ruby thanked them both warmly, glancing around.
"Where's Angel?" she asked.
"In the washroom," Kenji replied. "She'll be out in a second."
Just as he finished, Angeline stepped out, drying her hands with a soft towel. Upon seeing Ruby, her expression bloomed into a familiar, calming smile.
