Alone.

That was the crux of it all.

Miles wanted a one-on-one chat. About what, exactly?

She wasn't having any of it.

No way!

"Langston, buddy, I just got off the plane, and I'm feeling kind of under the weather. Can we maybe catch up after I've had some rest?" Felicity, aiming to prove her discomfort, furrowed her brows dramatically and massaged her temples, "I... my head is killing me! Ugh! And I feel nauseous, like I'm gonna hurl!"

Esther, witnessing her state, quickly tugged at Miles's sleeve, "Felicity really looks unwell, maybe whatever you need to discuss can wait till she's feeling better?"

Hearing this, Felicity nodded vigorously, "Exactly, Esther's right!"

Caught up in the moment, she forgot her act of illness and quickly resumed her posture, massaging her forehead.

"It's nothing major, just a few words. You and

if Miles was insistent, there

she gave a slight nod, "Alright then, you

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at his lips, flashed a smile at Mr. Turner, then gestured towards a fountain in front of the Bay

lead the way, Felicity wondered

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