#CHAPTER 62: Last Chance

FELIX As it turned out, finding Mila was the easy part. Getting her to forgive me? That was going to be much more difficult. I could feel her hesitance and worry in my gut. Our magical connection had not faded, despite our fight. The good news was that I could tell that she was torn, and did not outright hate me. The bad news was that she was definitely really, really angry with me. I saw her run away up the stairs while her sister was vying for my attention. I had managed to slip away only moments later, and had looked up to see her small figure framed in the top windows of the house. I loved Mila. I loved her with everything in my being. The idea of her feeling lost and alone ached in my very soul. Seeing her, tiny and sad, so close and yet so far away… it hurt even more than her leaving. And so there I was the next day, on her doorstep, another bouquet of flowers in hand. I would bring her flowers every day for the rest of her life if it mean