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    “Alright,” Freya agreed.


    The three of them stood and left the gazebo, making their way across the vast, openwn.


    As Freya approached, she spotted n in the distance, seemingly deep in conversation with Ethel and Frederick, surrounded by strange, square-shaped objects.


    It was dark, and they were a good thirty meters away—too far to make anything out clearly.


    Just as she was about to step closer, Trent gently held her back. “Here’s good.”


    Freya blinked at him, confused.


    The next second, the meaning behind his words revealed itself in spectacr fashion.


    Each of them held something sparking with me, walking steadily toward the boxes.


    Then came a thunderous crack, and vibrant fireworks exploded into the night, bathing the sky in color and light.


    More bursts followed in rapid session.


    The fireworks painted the heavens like a masterpiece.


    Freya stood rooted, her eyes gleaming with awe, the colors mirrored in their depths.


    While she watched the sky, Melvin was watching her.


    Another firework went off with a resounding bang, this one enormous, blooming into a glowing message. “Mina, we love you!”


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    The words lingered for a long moment before shattering into a cascade of shimmering lights, like shooting stars tearing across the dark. “Mina! I love you!”


    “Freya, I love you!”


    “Mina, we love you!”


    Ethel, Frederick, n, and Hugh stood by theunchers, shouting derations of love without the slightest bit of shame.


    Freya’s chest tightened, her throat prickling with emotion.


    She wasn’t one to cry easily, but seeing them run toward her, her eyes turned ssy.


    Trent reached out and gently ruffled her hair, his touch affectionate and warm. “Mina, wee back.”


    “Wee back.” Melvin’s normally stoic face softened, his voice quiet but heartfelt.


    Freya turned away, eyes welling up with tears.


    Ethel sprinted over and flung herself into Freya’s arms. “Mina!”


    Freya caught her in a tight hug.


    n, Frederick, and Hugh followed close behind.


    “When did you guys n all this?” Freya asked once she’d managed to collect herself.


    “Ever since you came back, we’ve been trying to figure out how to help you unwind,” Ethel said, stepping back with a glowing smile. “Then I remembered you said you liked fireworks, so… we did this.”


    The ce was stunning, secluded from the city, a perfect little haven for peace and quiet.


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