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I fell asleep during the long trip to Munich, and arrived home almost late at night. Jordi was immediately escorted back to the apartment by the driver who picked us up at the airport. With a sleepy face that turned bright cheerful, Carla welcomed us, Carla hugged my body tightly and sobbed aloud.

"I'm glad Madame is back, I prayed every night that a miracle will happen, and Madame will come back," Carla hugged my body. I rubbed Carla's back to calm her crying, I assured her that I would be fine after this.