Daphne was pleasantly surprised and picked the cat up, quite inexplicably feeling much more grounded.
She missed him too, so much.
Daphne, of course, was pleasantly surprised and sweetly surprised, and became much more comfortable with cooking.
The love she was unconsciously radiating at the moment could have filled her heart or even overflowed into the air around her.
Separated from each other, Zak stayed by himself for a few days, and one after another, he started to take up some shoots again, not for any other reason than he was used to staying with Daphne, and he would feel lonely, missed, and out of place when he was alone.
She had long ago transferred back all of the assets that Daphne had transferred to her, and had also long ago told her who she was shortly after her awakening, telling her that she was the founder of a clothing company.
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