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!”

woman offered an apologetic refuge,

A ‘s L

departure contemplated… Ah, but your

push that toppled the woman to the ground.

struck fear in the mother, drawing the attention of onlookers

it be Fiona? A tremor coursed through her hand, bearing the drink, as she hastened

met her gaze was none other than Fiona, now prostrate upon the

within Millie’s eyes, a tapestry woven of bewilderment and concern. For what reason had Fiona descended into this

they observed Fiona’s altered countenance. A whisper brushed the air, conjecture materializing

been irrevocably marred. The sight is

it intersected with Millie’s presence. A gradual shift of her eyes followed, tracing

underwent a perceptible

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