Marcus answered the call and walked to the window. He was speaking in a quiet voice.


    “Yes, I won’t go home. I’ll be staying here for a while.”


    Millie recognized Celeste as the caller, calling to question why Marcus did not return.


    As soon as Marcus ended the call and turned around, Millie closed her eyes.


    Suddenly, he bent down and nted a kiss on her forehead.


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    Millie’s eyshes trembled. Because of the kiss, she felt all warm and fuzzy inside.


    The lights went out after that.


    Millie opened her eyes again. Was she being selfish by moving out of the Thomas family’s house and


    letting Marcus stay with her in her new home?


    She intended to tell him he could go home and stop living here.


    The following day, as Marcus prepared to leave, Millie’s gaze followed him intently, her eyes filled with


    unspoken thoughts.


    Sensing that she might want to say something, Marcus turned to her, taking the lead.


    “Do you have something on your mind?” he inquired.


    “You should go home. I’ll remain here. It’s closer to the hospital, making it easier for me to care for my


    grandma. Besides, this ce is rather in, and it’s not really suitable for you,” Millie exined.


    The night before, sleep had eluded her. Marcus had been staying there for an extended period, and


    she knew that Celeste would have serious objections.


    “I’m ufortable with the idea of leaving you here alone. We can move back once your grandma


    recovers,” Marcus responded, moving closer to envelop her in aforting embrace.


    “But mother wants you back home,” Millie murmured.


    It was clear that she had overheard the phone conversation the previous night.


    “Don’t worry about that. Living here is fine for now, and it gives us a chance to spend some time alone


    together,” Marcus said, trying to lighten the mood. “Anyway, I’m heading out. Take care.”


    As a matter of fact, his night had been restless as well. The lingering pain in his wounded arm was a


    dull reminder of recent events.


    Millie remained standing in ce, feeling somewhat adrift. Ofte, an unsettling premonition weighed


    heavily on her heart.


    As she made her way to the hospital, she noticed a person tailing her.


    Fiona had moved quickly, resolved to force Millie from the neighborhood. The previous evening, she


    had phoned Giovanni, who had then arranged for two men to lie in wait at the entrance of the


    community.