Dominic placed the sleek new phone in Mila's hand.
Mila's face lit up. Her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Thank you… Thank you so much."
She didn't stop expressing her joy. "Thank you for this. Now I can talk to my friends."
Mila turned the phone over in her hands, smiling like a child.
Seeing her happy, his own chest filled with warmth. He had already decided that he would no longer forbid her from anything because her happiness, her trust, was something he didn't want to take away.
Dominic clasped her shoulders. "Yes, you can contact whoever you want to. I won't stop you for anything."
Mila grew even more excited. "Can I… go home?" she asked suddenly.
Dominic's expression stilled.
"I miss my friends," she continued. "And my father…" She paused, her smile fading. "He thinks I'm dead. I need to prove to him that I'm alive."
Her gaze was full of emotion. "And I have so much pending work. My mom's last wish…"
