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That night, Gabriel sat with Old Mr. Jarvis, playing chess in the quiet parlor.
It was late spring, and the Jarvis family’s estate had burst back to life. The fragrant aroma of flowers filled the courtyard, a lush
expanse of green. A gentle evening breeze drifted in, causing a few slender bamboo stalks outside the window to sway, their faint,
dancing shadows cast upon the sheer curtains, creating a scene of timeless, tranquil beauty.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe greached its end, and as expected, Gabriel had lost again.
Old Mr. Jarvis slowly cleared the board, shaking his head with a sigh and a smile. “You've slipped more than a little.”
Gabriel had no rebuttal; he just quietly began gathering the pieces one by one.
Old Mr. Jarvis glanced at him. “You were gone for two days and cright back. Did she refuse to see you?”
Gabriel's lips, set in a sharp, defined line, remained pressed together. He waited until all the pieces were collected before speaking.
“Grandpa, | cback too late.”
Old Mr. Jarvis placed a piece on the board for a new game. “When a chess player is cornered, they often resort to a strategy of
tactical retreat to advance later.”
Gabriel looked up at his grandfather.
“What looks like a dead end is often filled with hidden opportunities,” Old Mr. Jarvis continued. “It all depends on whether you can
seize that single sliver of hope and turn defeat into victory.”
The old man chuckled and shook his head. “Of course, retreating back hdoesn’t count.”
Gabriel placed a piece on the board. “I'm not running away. | just need to think things through.”
Back in J City, the thought of her and that other man together at any moment ignited a fury and a restlessness he feared he
couldn't control. So he had returned,e back to the one place that could calm him.
“Fine, think it through,” Old Mr. Jarvis said with a cheerful nod, placing another piece. “Let's just hope she hasn't married someone
else by the tyou figure things out.”
Gabriel's hand, holding a chess piece, tightened instantly. A dark, menacing energy settled over his features.
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