Within the restaurant nestled in the heart of the children’s amusement park, Sadie, her satisfaction stemming from a video sent to Holden, effortlessly engaged in play alongside Adele.

She would occasionally steal glances toward Shawn, the figure donned in sunglasses, sipping juice, who had shadowed them throughout.

Sadie masked her frustration with a feigned smile, though, in truth, she was exasperated beyond measure.

For the past few days, Shawn had clung to Adele relentlessly, leaving Sadie bereft of respite and a moment to herself.

Her role as a devoted mother spanned the clock’s full circle, a continuous obligation that grated on her nerves.

that the sight of this impish child was already a source of

of the dark web to investigate

Holden’s perception of her, she had chosen to relinquish her film career and

did she anticipate this metamorphosing into relentless surveillance

gracious facade, concealing her profound

It’s a beautiful day, and you’ve remained vigilant. Why don’t you return home? I’m

Miss Pierre. Tending to Adele is my duty. It’s

eyes, acutely aware of

masquerade as

buzzed, prompting

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