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, her

G E L A ‘s L I B

spoken, yet departure contemplated… Ah, but your

that toppled the woman to the ground. And thus, the

mother, drawing

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

her gaze was none other than

woven of bewilderment and concern. For what

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

features have been irrevocably marred.

intersected with Millie’s presence. A gradual shift of her eyes followed, tracing a deliberate path to

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