In a sudden moment, Lucas appeared behind Ronwa, slipping his arms under hers and lifting her up as if she were a small child. He looked at her with a mischievous smile and said:

  "Time to go home—because the old lady isn’t around."

  Ronwa was stunned for a moment, unable to believe what she had just heard. Then a rare, joyful smile lit up her face. She felt as if something light had finally entered her heart. Her grandmother, the cruel old woman, wasn’t home! This was the chance she had been waiting for.

  But just as she realized she was actually in his arms, Ronwa snapped out of it and flinched in annoyance. She burst out in anger, shouting at him:

  "What are you doing?! I’m not a child!"

  Quickly, she leapt from his arms and ran off on foot, ignoring his attempts to stop her.

  Ron was watching from a distance, his eyes showing a sarcastic coolness, but he didn’t intervene. He smiled faintly, as if he recognized something familiar in Ronwa's reaction.

  As for Lucas, he frowned and yelled after her:

  "Idiot!"

  Then he turned away and began floating around behind her, unconcerned with her feelings or actions. He quietly trailed after her as she hurried toward home.

  Ronwa returned home a little tired from her trip outside, but an overwhelming happiness washed over her as soon as she entered. Everything felt different today—the house looked brighter. When she opened the door, she found her mother waiting to greet her with a wide smile and eyes sparkling with joy.

  "Happy birthday, my little princess!" her mother said, placing a beautiful flower crown on Ronwa's head.

  The table was covered in bright flowers, with a delicious vanilla and honey cake giving off a sweet aroma. Colorful decorations made the room look like a party in a fantasy world. There were also colorful candles, waiting to be lit.

  "I’m sorry I couldn’t read you a story last night. I knew your grandmother would be upset, but now she’s not here. So we’ll celebrate together—even if it’s a little late, we’ll make tonight magical!" her mother said, hugging Ronwa tenderly and smiling warmly. "Now, let’s celebrate your beautiful day!"

  Ron and Lucas were floating near the house window, watching the moment with joy. They clapped their invisible hands, cheering for Ronwa on her birthday, expressing their happiness in a way no human could understand.

  "You deserve all the happiness, my princess." Ron whispered as he floated in the air, while Lucas just laughed silently, his wide grin saying it all. Both of them were genuinely happy that Ronwa finally got the celebration she deserved—even if it hadn’t started that way.

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  As Ronwa sat at the table, touching the flower crown her mother had placed on her head, her heart was filled with wonder and delight. "Mama... this is more beautiful than I ever imagined." she said in a childlike tone, her eyes sparkling with overflowing happiness.

  Then she added, after a brief moment of reflection: "Even though Grandma isn’t here... I feel like everything’s going to be okay."

  The flowers around the table seemed to shimmer with her joy, while Ron and Lucas kept watching, silently congratulating her, knowing this moment would be forever engraved in Ronwa’s memory.

  Then her mother said with a warm smile: "Come on, sweetie, sit down—the food is ready!"

  Ronwa quickly changed her clothes and rushed to the table, sitting down eagerly. She looked at the beautifully decorated cake with flowers and bright colors and smiled widely, despite everything she’d been through recently.

  "Mom, it’s so pretty!" she said innocently, gazing at the cake her mother had made. That moment alone was enough to make her feel like she was finally where she belonged.

  "And you deserve everything beautiful, sweetheart." her mother said, offering her some chocolate alongside the cake. "Today is your day—let’s enjoy it together."

  As Ronwa sat and enjoyed the meal, Ron and Lucas watched from afar, drifting silently through the walls and furniture, though their feelings for her were clear.

  Ron whispered into the air, barely loud enough to hear himself: "I’m glad you can finally enjoy your day."

  Lucas simply continued observing, floating around the house, staying in the corners, though he didn’t hide his soft smile as he watched Ronwa bathed in the warmth and love of her mother.

  Ronwa’s mother smiled tenderly and brought her a special gift. It was a beautiful, shiny hair clip, sparkling with a silver shimmer like the stars—its glow rivaled the moonlight on a calm night. Ronwa was amazed and overjoyed at the same time.

  "Mama, it’s wonderful!" she said, her voice trembling with joy as she admired the clip that matched her hair perfectly, as if it had been made just for her. "Thank you so much!" she added with a wide smile.

  "This is for you, because nothing compares to your happiness on this day." her mother said as she gently touched her hair. Then she leaned in and whispered: "But there’s another surprise waiting for you tomorrow—something very special."

  "A surprise?"Ronwa asked excitedly.

  "Yes. Since tomorrow is a holiday and there’s no school, we’re going on a little trip." her mother said with a smile, making Ronwa’s eyes widen with curiosity. But before her mother could finish, she added: "I heard that Mr. Akaromi Onkaio is visiting the village tomorrow."

  Ronwa’s heart skipped a beat, then her eyes sparkled like starlight. "Is it... is it who I think it is?" she asked excitedly, suddenly feeling like time had stopped around her—the name Akaromi Onkayo was magic to her ears.

  "Yes, yes, it’s him!" her mother replied, smiling at the joy and surprise on Ronwa’s face. "You’ll come with me tomorrow to get his signature on your favorite book."

  "Oh, that’s... that’s amazing!" She was overcome with happiness, nearly jumping out of her seat. She couldn’t believe she was finally getting the chance she’d always dreamed of.

  As Ronwa melted into her joy, Ron leaned close to Lucas and whispered in his ear while watching Ronwa nearly float with excitement. "Who is this person?" Ron asked curiously, not knowing much about the author.

  "He’s the author of the book where my soul resides,Lucas replied calmly, looking at the amazed Ronwa "It’s Akaromi Onkayo—the famous writer. The book Ronwa loves... he wrote it."

  Ron was silent for a moment, surprised to learn she was so attached to the author of the book that contained Lucas’s spirit. But he also felt something strange, as if there was a mysterious connection between Ronwa and the book she held so dearly in her heart. Still, these moments were too precious. Ron knew that he would remain by Ronwa’s side, certain that greater things were waiting to be discovered—together.