Chapter 80

Dorian's shirt was soaked through with sweat by the time he finally reached the wishing tree. The sight of the tree was more magnificent than he'd thought. The weather was breezy, and ribbons tied to the tree branches fluttered with the wind. It felt as if God Himself was here to examine the wishes written and grant them to their bearers. Dorian was not in the mood to admire the scene. Swaying unsteadily on his feet, he stood under the tree and muttered to himself, "The leftmost side of the wishing tree… The wish is on the leftmost…" He frantically searched through the ribbons, trying to find the one that was once written for him. The first thing he spotted was a familiar red ribbon tied for his safety. A glimmer of hope brightened his dull eyes. Tied to the ribbon, the charm Lila had cracked still had her handwriting. "I wish Dorian's life is smooth sailing and that he gets everything he wants!" Dorian's voice was shaking with emotion as he exclaimed, "I-It's Lila's handwriting!