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.

Hannah’s right was Jenny, on her left, Claire, and across from her sat

is the Morrison

before,” Claire remarked, smiling warmly as

folks should

I’ll be outside with your grandfather, greeting the

Hannah’s shoulder a gentle, encouraging

enjoy your conversation with

Morrison.

Claire linked arms with Mark, and they left the room

but seeing no reaction from her, he

it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Omar said as he settled next

has

replied with a sarcastic

cruel

in annoyance as she felt a flicker of movement

hand in my

paused, his

“Can you see?”

can sense it,”

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