Chapter 367 Welcome home

After fourteen long days in that cold hospital ward, Milo's pale cheeks were finally flushed with a bit of color again. His hair was brushed neatly behind his ears, and his eyes—though still ringed with a tired pink held that soft sparkle Ruby knew so well. She had made sure his robe was fresh, his little bag packed with his new drawing book and the flower the nurse gave him for luck.

Now, Standing in front of their small but lively home, Ruby asked softly, "Ready, sweetheart?" Her voice warm and gentle.

Milo nodded shyly, clutching her hand in both of his. The faint breeze of early dusk brushing his fringe across his forehead. He had no idea what waited inside—only that Karl had been acting very suspicious on the last phone call.

Ruby squeezed his hand once before pushing open the door.

And then—

"Welcome home, Milo!"