Clutching the umbre, she departed into the rain, fading away.


    Raindrops seemed to pierce Leon’s chest, torment etched in every droplet.


    Why!


    A ceaseless cascade of ruin, depriving him of every blessing. Was istion his sole destiny, devoid of


    life’s sweetness?


    A car’s hum permeated the air from behind, but he remained unmoved. Whoever approached, he paid


    no heed.


    A figure alighted, an umbre extended, shielding him from the downpour.


    His gaze shifted, and saw Lois standing beside him.


    “Long time no see,” Lois’ soft utterance resonated.


    Rain-drenched heels sshed as she neared.


    The umbre’s shelter veiled them both, her attire surrendering to the wet embrace.


    The morning arrived, and Marcus stirred.


    Amidst his path, he encountered “The Memory Loss Brain.” Contemtion led to decision, and the


    book met its end in the trash bin.


    Millie awoke to an absence—her book had vanished.


    Marcus had instructed the cleaner to dispose of the trash.


    “My book, have you seen it?” Having scoured every nook, Millie turned to Marcus for assistance.


    “No, I haven’t. Did you search the sofa?”


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    Upon hearing his suggestion, Millie retrieved a pillow from the sofa, sifting through it in vain for the


    elusive book.


    “Did my book sprout legs and flee?” Frustration tinged Millie’s words as her quest proved fruitless.


    Time pressed, yielding nothing, and she conceded defeat. She had ss to attend in Preagend


    University.


    “Does anyone know the type of jade that this mineral can form?” asked the vice dean of the Jewellery


    Department.


    He stood on the stage, poised and hands sped behind his back as he looked at the students with an


    expectant expression.


    To his surprise, the ss fell silent.