Susan's laughter froze as she noticed the shadows at the door. Lifting her gaze, she saw Lysander and Thalassa standing there, her maternal instincts kicking in as she quickly shielded the child behind her back, her voice laced with tension. "What are you doing here?"

Thalassa's expression was icy as she retorted, "That's my line! Why are you here, and whose child is that?"

Susan's grip on the child's hand tightened, her entire body tensed up as she snapped, "That's none of your business!"

Perhaps sensing Susan's tension or the tight grip, the child hidden behind her started wailing loudly.

Thalassa instinctively stepped forward, her mother's heart unable to ignore the sound of a child in distress, even if the child wasn't hers.

She jumped up, clutching the child closer, and backed away to the corner of the room, her voice fierce as she warned, "Don't come any closer, or I swear,

as she spoke, even going so far

froze, her

filled eyes, his face a picture of fear and helplessness. His round face had

tried to de-escalate the situation. "Okay,

behind Lysander, laying her hands on his wheelchair to signal her

Lysander's penetrating gaze sent shivers down her spine. Her body tensed up again, her hand still on the child's neck. "Take Lysander and leave! Just go!" Susan's voice was

As they hesitated outside, uncertain of their next move, Lysander simply said,

Thalassa, understanding his

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