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"Enough of talks, let's go," Arabella took her hands and they moved next to a swing.

It was old and Eleena was yet again worried that this might fall apart.

"Are we going to ride on that? It looks so old. I am afraid that we might get hurt," Eleena said but Arabella was faster than her words.

Hence she was already sitting on the swing before her words could end.

"It's not that old and I am more than sure that I won't fall. Neither would you. This swing would protect us. Now come and sit with me," She smiled.

"No, I am good here but if you want then I can push it for you," she said, rubbing her back, afraid that Arabella might get offended because she rejected her offer.

"That would be great as well. I highly appreciate your help."

With a smile, Eleena started pushing the swing carefully.

She made sure not to push it too hardly, still afraid that Arabella might fall on the ground.