Even though Mabel Quinn couldn’t see at the moment, she could still sense the agitation in Daniel Harris’s emotions. She didn’t understand why Daniel’s mood had suddenly changed, but she didn’t want him to keep holding her wrist .
"I made it up myself, Mr. Harris, can you let go of my hand?" Mabel said.
Daniel’s breathing became even more rapid, and his eyes were filled with a fierce intensity. Not only Lilith but even Lavender Foster was shocked by his intensity.
"It’s true, Director Harris. Mabel also made this during her lunch break at the Corporation. It’s a technique she came up with herself. I even asked her to teach me, but I couldn’t learn it," Lilith added, afraid Daniel wouldn’t believe Mabel’s words. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
But she didn’t know how her words had stirred up a storm in Daniel’s heart.
This was... Mabel Quinn’s own weaving method, was it? In his memories, only one person could weave bracelets like that. Although he couldn’t see it back then, his hands had touched those woven patterns countless times. Every strand was etched into his memory as if stamped there.
In his memories, there was also a voice that said to him, "Brother Ming, this is a weaving method I came up with myself, and I’m the only one who knows it. When you can see with your eyes in the future, I’ll teach you, okay? At that time, you’ll surely be able to weave beautiful bracelets too!"
And now, that voice from his memory overlapped with the person in front of him...
Was it her? The one who had stayed with him in Drumbeat Village, was it Mabel Quinn? Not Grace Yowell, but Mabel Quinn! Were all those things she said to him true? Was it her who used Grace’s identity, Grace’s name, to accompany him? Was it also her who braved the stormy night to come up the mountain and save him?
In an instant, Daniel almost felt like he couldn’t stand steadily. His lips trembled, and with a dry throat, he uttered a sentence, "Are you... Little Blind?"
Little Blind was the self-name she used back then. Initially, when he was determined to push her away, calling himself a burden, she would always cheerfully call herself Little Blind and insisted on playing with him, the Big Blind.
Mabel was taken aback and calmly responded, "Does that matter?" To her, all those beautiful memories from Drumbeat Village had already faded with the repeated disbelief.
Daniel felt suffocated, as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe.
"Mr. Harris, could you let go of my hand? You’re making me very uncomfortable ." Mabel spoke again.
Daniel’s fingers numbly released her bit by bit, but his eyes remained fixed on Mabel. If she was the "Grace" from back then, then what was with Grace Yowell? How much had he been deceived?
Meanwhile, still standing at Ginkgo Square, Kyle Kinston gazed at the bustling crowd with an expressionless face.
She said she was working overtime and would come later. These words sounded like excuses for some lie, yet he kept telling himself he should trust her.
No matter why she said those words, he was willing to believe.