"Charlie, give Grandma a kiss, will you?" Mrs. Lucas asked, holding the child in her arms.

Charlie shook his head firmly. "No!"

Mrs. Lucas froze for a moment, a flicker of hurt flashing across her face. But she understood that it would take time for them to fully accept her. She didn't push it. "Alright, let's just keep taking the photos."

The photographer was about to continue when loud commotion suddenly erupted outside. Irritated, the photographer walked to the door and yelled, "Keep it down!" No sooner had the words left his mouth than a man burst in, wild-eyed, grabbing the photographer's equipment and slamming it to the ground.

Everyone was stunned. Jamie instinctively shielded Charlie in her arms, her heart racing.

The intruder's gaze landed on the family taking their happy photos. His bloodshot eyes burned with rage as he screamed, "Why do you get to be so happy? Why?!"

Panic filled the air as the man charged toward them. Jamie, acting on instinct, pushed Charlie behind her, completely forgetting her own safety.

Charlie aside to stand between them and the

figure, backing

terror as the blade glinted in the light, hurtling straight for her. Ben, caught off guard by the sudden change in target, couldn't

her back with a sickening sound, and the sharp

voice trembling as she watched the scene

back but no critical damage. Even so, the sight of

man's wrist. The two of them grappled fiercely, the blade flashing dangerously

who was pale but still

worry about me," Mrs. Lucas whispered through gritted teeth. "Go

man were locked in a vicious struggle,

But the man stubbornly refused to let go of the knife. Without thinking, Jamie grabbed the man's hand, prying at his fingers with all her strength. It felt like it took an

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