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Grandma persisted with her line of questioning. “Has ‘Leon’ always been your name? Do you go by any other name?”

Millie’s surprise was palpable.

“Grandma, did you have prior acquaintances with Leon?”

Leon contemplated, perplexed by the curiosity that seemed to emanate from Millie’s grandmother. Could this elderly woman truly have a connection with him?

“No, my name used to be Flynn Davies.”

Indeed, it was him! Recognition swept through the old woman, her pupils contracting in astonishment. Flynn—the name was an unmistakable echo from the past. What a coincidence to meet him here.

her confusion, her eyes sparkling

have you two crossed

“No, I don’t.”

refuted the notion. Sensing

someone | once knew, yet their background and name

Millie mused, sensing her

situation. The discrepancy between the old woman’s expression and her denial hinted at a deeper mystery.

tumed her gaze and made a request,

Leon into

replied, her voice a gentle