Omar’s entrance drew every eye, like moths to a light bulb.

He stood tall and aloof, exuding an aura that seemed to set him apart from everyone else, yet his undeniable presence commanded attention.

Every eye followed him as he made his way toward Mark with a casual stride.

“Mr.

Garza,” he greeted, his tone laced with condescension.

Mark’s face lit up with a welcoming smile.

“Come on in, Omar.

Hannah is inside.

With a polite nod, Omar replied, “Alright.

They moved from the garden into the living room.

The moment Omar stepped in, his gaze locked onto Hannah, who was seated on the sofa.

Jenny, on her left, Claire, and across from her sat Merlin in a wheelchair, seemingly indifferent to

is the Morrison family’s

smiling warmly as she

folks

with your grandfather,

she gave Hannah’s shoulder a

your

Morrison.

arms with Mark, and they left

Hannah, but seeing no reaction

a pleasure to meet you,” Omar said as he settled

seems fate has

that so?” Hannah replied with

cruel

annoyance as she felt a flicker of movement in

your hand in my face,” she

his hand freezing

“Can you see?”

sense it,” she replied

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