Lin and Mirabel walked along the main avenue of Bestia, their hands tightly clasped together.

This was Mirabel’s precautionary measure, ensuring she could immediately deal with any mischief Lin might try. She made it a habit to hold Lin’s hand whenever they went out.

Lin didn’t refuse.

After all, both Lin and Mirabel had always held tightly onto Karami’s hand whenever they wandered around somewhere.

Now, regardless of who it was, not holding someone’s hand felt empty and strangely unsettling.

By chance, the two were of similar height, making it easy to hold hands. Their hands were equally small and …