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Seeing that she was even more intent on committing to her decision, I couldn't help but feel even more attracted to the young, beautiful woman in front of me. Shaking my head in response, I said amusingly, "You are something else." This caused Sura to giggle at my words.
But before her laughter could die down, I walked towards her and gently grabbed her arm, placing it under my arm and locking it with mine before catching Aunt Greta's arm and doing the same with hers.
"Ummm, Orion, where are we going?" Sura asked, curiosity apparent in her voice as she willingly followed me towards the bushy and dense area of trees. Meanwhile, Aunt Greta merely raised her eyebrows, waiting for my answer with a tinge of inquisitiveness in her expression.