A collective pause, an interlude of astonishment. Millie’s gaze descended, Locking onto the entwined hands of Lois and Leon.

Upon sighting Marcus, Lois wrestled with residual trepidation, memories of her past abduction haunting her thoughts. Consequently, her glance veered away from his presence.

“Fortuitous encounter, indeed.” Millie’s lips curled into a welcoming smile.

“Having recently dined nearby, a leisurely stroll beckoned.” Lois’ grip on Leon’s hand tightened. “Allow us to proceed…”

In an unexpected twist of fate, a woman and a child collided amidst the bustling square.

A mother’s voice, a crescendo of reproach, pierced the air. “Do your eyes betray you? My son, subject to your heedlessness, now suffers!”

refuge, her hair a

N G E L A ‘s

departure contemplated… Ah, but your

push that toppled the woman to the ground. And thus, the veil concealing

fear in the mother, drawing the attention

her gaze towards her. Could it be Fiona? A tremor coursed through her hand, bearing the

anticipated, the prone figure that met her gaze was

of bewilderment and concern. For what reason had Fiona descended into this

the onlookers as they observed Fiona’s altered countenance. A whisper brushed the air, conjecture materializing in words. “It appears she might have suffered

been irrevocably marred. The

gaze lifted, and it intersected with Millie’s presence. A gradual shift of

settled upon Marcus, Lois, and Leon, Fiona’s pupils underwent a perceptible contraction. An involuntary shiver coursed through her body,

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