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.

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

is the Morrison

Claire remarked, smiling warmly as

folks

I’ll be outside with your

leaving, she gave Hannah’s shoulder a

enjoy your conversation

Morrison.

Claire linked arms with

no reaction from her, he slowly

Omar said as he settled next to Hannah, his

seems fate has

so?” Hannah replied with a

a cruel twist of

Lips pursed in annoyance as she felt a flicker of movement in front

your hand in my face,” she

his

“Can you see?”

it,” she

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