The first ray of morning sunlight filtered into the room.
Lying on the bed, Amber groggily reached out beside her.
Only to grasp empty air.
Where's the baby?!
Panic surged through her as she jolted upright.
Her eyes darted around—
And the moment she took in her surroundings, her expression turned to utter shock.
This… this was her old room in Mondstadt.
How did she end up here?!
Ever since Anders died, Amber had left the Knights of Favonius and moved to her grandfather's hometown—Liyue.
Every street and alley of Mondstadt was laced with memories of her and Anders—
their dates, their laughter, their promises.
She couldn't bear to remain in the city that had taken away the one she loved the most.
So she'd left.
She had made a life for herself in Liyue,
and there—
she had given birth to the child she and Anders had conceived.
From the day she moved, she had never set foot in Mondstadt again.
But now… she had woken up in her old home?
Was it because she missed Anders too much?
Was this a dream born of longing—what you think by day, you dream by night?
But…
Amber looked around.
It all felt too real.
Real enough to shake her to the core.
Then suddenly—
She spotted someone sleeping on the sofa.
A handsome man, eyes closed, breathing steadily.
Amber's tears burst forth like a broken dam.
—
Kael was still fast asleep when he suddenly felt weight pressing down on him.
Groggy, he blinked his eyes open—
Only to find Amber burying her face into his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.
Warm tears soaked into his shirt.
"Amber? What's wrong?"
"Anders… Anders… I missed you so much… I really missed you…"
Kael's head started to ache.
This again?
Hadn't Amber already accepted that he was a traveler from another world?
"I told you already—I'm not Anders."
Amber lifted her tear-drenched face.
She reached out with trembling fingers and gently traced the curve of his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, the line of his lips.
"No. You are my Anders. I could never mistake you."
Her eyes were drowning in despair, and her anguished expression was enough to stir anyone's heart.
Kael felt like he'd been bewitched.
Slowly, he reached out and wiped away the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes—
As if doing so might somehow ease her pain.
Amber grasped his hand, pressing it tightly to her cheek.
Savoring the warmth that flowed from his palm.
After Anders had died, Amber had held his hand countless times—
But all she'd ever felt was bone-chilling cold.
Now, for the first time, she could feel his warmth again.
Her Anders was alive.
If this was a dream—then let her never wake up.
"Anders… our baby was born.
She's a girl, and she has your same dark black hair, your same gentle eyes.
Do you remember? On that little hill where we met, the one covered in Cecilias…
So I named her Cecilia."
A… child?
The word hit Kael like lightning.
He snapped fully awake.
Wait—this is the Amber from the Life Simulation?!
How…
How did she end up in the real world?!