The days flew by with an almost deceptive calm.
Tyler spent them with his family, relishing the warmth of home—the quiet mornings, the clatter of cutlery during breakfast, the off-tune singing from Devin's room, and his mother's peaceful humming as she folded laundry or stirred a pot in the kitchen.
He enjoyed every single moment with them. And for a moment, all of his plans receded into the background.
For a moment, he just wanted to forget about everything else and just spend every single day with his family.
He wanted to forget about taking control of Gumua, upgrading Freya, building the autonomous plant, and everything included. But he knew that he can't do that.
Just the thought about that sickeness rearing his ugly head, always sent shivers down his spine.
And so, that peace was temporary.
Back in Gumua, things were steadily gaining momentum. Silvanus was finally nearing the edge of his long-awaited leap.
