Recognition dawned as she locked eyes with Millie, fear and a swirl of emotions dancing across her


    features.


    “Do not draw near. The realms of my misery are vast enough. Permit me my escape.”


    Millie remained resolute, her voice a blend of gentleness and unwavering resolve. “Please, reveal what


    brought about this disfigurement.”


    A persistent intuition told Millie that there was a puppeteer orchestrating Fiona’s fate. Could it be that


    her mission’s failure resulted in her unseen puppet master punishing her with this disfigurement? In the


    realm of a woman’s life, marring her face proved to be a devastating blow.


    Fiona murmured, “It was an inadvertent scalding, an ident.”


    She existed as an insignificant entity, powerless against the might of the Rayne family. ALL she could


    do was internalize her struggles.


    “Does the truth you bear subject you to fears of retribution


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    A pregnant pause conveyed the gravity of concealed truths. “Desist from this interrogation. My past


    missteps have rendered me defenseless, unable to defy you. I beseech you, free me from this


    anguish.”


    Millie’s gaze descended to the alley’s mossy corner. The sight seemed to underscore the weight of


    Fiona’s downfall, her former arrogance now utterly shattered.


    With unspoken queries Lingering, Millie pivoted, ready to depart. “Wait.”


    Turning, Millie encountered Fiona’s gaze, a mirror reflecting the turmoil within her. Beneath the scars


    and shadows, gratitude had taken root, acknowledging thepassionate heart that had refrained


    from deepening her anguish.


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    “Would you be willing to extend a gesture of aid? I have no money for sustenance.”


    Lois had repossessed all the gifts Leon had bestowed upon her, a consequence of her vying for Lois’


    partner. This action had effectively severed Fiona’s avenues of support.


    Millie retrieved her wallet and handed over all the cash within. “Thank you. Millie, you possess a kind


    heart, don’t you?”


    epting the money, Fiona’s eyes welled with reddened emotions. Silent as the night, Millie departed


    without uttering a word.


    Clutching the money in her grasp, Fiona’s gaze followed Millie’s retreating figure. Memories of Leon’s


    outstretched hand yed in her mind, eliciting a humble smile to grace her Lips.


    Awareness settled within her that his gesture stemmed from a belief that she held a ce within his


    heart. His act of kindness concealed a lingering ache, revealing his heart’s unhealed wounds.


    At the city square, Leon assisted Lois as she settled into a chair.


    “Stay here. I’ll go fetch the car and drive you to the hospital.”


    “No, just head to the drugstore and get me some spray painkiller. It not a serious injury.”


    Leon examined Lois’ ankle, nodded in agreement, and then made his way across the road to the


    pharmacy.


    Once Leon was gone, Lois took a moment to breathe deeply before pulling out her phone to make a


    call.