My Place, My Rule

After bidding farewell to her friends, Zinnia hopped into Rajan's Lev and took off.

The engine roaring as they sped away.

Even as the vehicle disappeared into the distance, her bright, bubbly voice lingered in the air like a little bird's cheerful song.

Mandy couldn't help chuckling, shaking her head in amusement. "Those two are a perfect match, aren't they?" she commented, letting out a soft sigh.

Lyra shot her a glance but said nothing, her expression unreadable.

Walking beside them, Crag smirked. "Mandy, you jealous or something?"

Mandy scoffed, her tone cool and collected. "Not even a little."

Two years of working at the factory had changed her. Hardened by long days and relentless challenges, she had learned more about herself than she ever imagined.

Romance? That was the last thing on her mind.