#Chapter 84: The Orphanage

Iris The Ordan Central Orphanage looks smaller than I remember, or maybe I’ve just grown since I was last here. The once-vibrant red bricks have faded to a dull rust color, and the front garden, which Headmistress Giulia used to maintain so meticulously, is now overgrown with weeds. Several of the windows have been patched with duct tape, and even the front steps are cracked. “It’s… seen better days,” I murmur as we approach the entrance, Arthur carrying the box of toys while I balance the containers of cookies in my arms. “Is this where you grew up, Mommy?” Miles asks, looking up at the building. “Yes, little wolf. From when I was a baby until I was eighteen.” The front door creaks as we push it open, revealing a dimly lit lobby. One of the light fixtures is flickering. A few children peek curiously at us from a doorway leading to what I remember as the common room. “Hello?” I call out. “Giulia? Are you here?” There’s a shuffling sound, and th