Chapter 740

At that moment, she truly could not think of anything else. Scott watched as this frantic person finally diverted her attention, her body moving along with it as she inspected the items in the cupboard. His arm grew stronger, steadier. There was no way he would let her fall. If anyone were to fall, it would be him, not her. The air in the kitchen quieted unwittingly, the night outside grew still, and all the outside world's clamor faded, leaving behind only the two of them—one holding, the other being held. A soft orange halo silently enveloped them, draping them in a tranquil veil. Hazy, serene, ambiguous. Naomi was very anxious and afraid at first, her heart not quite her own. But as she watched the items in the cupboard, and Scott held her while inspecting each one, her heart gradually calmed, her thoughts focusing on kitchenware. When they finished inspecting the last cupboard without finding any kitchen utensils, Naomi said, "They're not here. They must be in another place."