And then their hands found each other in a subtle yet profound connection.

“Aisha.” His murmur held a weight of realization, an unraveling truth echoing through his consciousness.

“Leon, I’m Millie.” She gently withdrew her hand, a step backwards. “Is sorrow your specter, conjuring phantoms?”

No, hallucinations did not cloud his senses.

In this ephemeral juncture, Leon’s phone resonated with an urgent melody—a call from Claudia.

“Got it.”

call by ending it.

of ache formed in his chest, a whisper of regret tracing its

intertwined with his forceful demand for her to exchange Lois. Placing a pen at

Such a ludicrous spectacle.

fixated on Millie, agony painted across his gaze, her

Angela’s Library

my leave,” Millie declared,

observed as the car departed. Once the vehicle had faded into the distance, he proceeded to unlatch his car door and enter. One cigarette succeeded another, a series of bitter inhalations punctuating the farcical nature of his

Noting the discarded cigarette butts strewn across the ground, the assistant became privy to the relentless smoking, as if each puff were

Leon’s profound distress be

their highly esteemed boss in a state of despondency. After pondering for a while,

investigation had determined Fiona to be an incorrect lead in your

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