The insulation box was hurriedly passed over to Evie. The sect representatives all watched with enlarged eyes.
When she opened the box, the unmistakable aroma of the bleep cookies started wafting out. Evie's eyes immediately filled with tears. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, her lashes trembling softly.
She was all too familiar with this smell. She knew that this was the work of the shop owner in the little town of Fakmir.
She took out a cookie from the box, lifted the veil from her mouth, and took a small bite of the cookie under the watchful eyes of everyone in the room. She closed her eyes as she chewed. Her tears started rolling down her cheeks.
That winter she spent in a little but with a stranger from five years ago was still deeply embedded in her mind.
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