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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.

countenance betrayed her confusion,

you two crossed paths before?” Millie sought

“No, I don’t.”

woman refuted the notion. Sensing Millie’s skepticism, she supplemented

resemblance to someone | once knew, yet their background and name are

case? Millie mused, sensing her grandmother

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

Millie’s grandmother tumed her gaze and made a request, saying, “Millie, it’s getting late.

inclination to usher Leon into the distance, a subtle wish

replied, her voice a gentle