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.

major, just a few

knew that if Miles was insistent, there had

she gave a slight nod, "Alright then, you two

was still piecing things together, utterly confused, "What does

know." Felicity shook her head like a tambourine, "Dad, I'm not feeling well, I don't want to chat with him alone, I just want to

last hope on her

are those even

been influenced by their way of life abroad, losing some of that personal touch,

a chat with your Langston. It's been years,

cheerfully pushed his daughter towards Miles, "No rush, take your

help but roll her

was no help

then gestured towards a fountain in front

watched his tall figure lead the way, Felicity wondered why things, she hadn't

Residence had undergone several renovations,

a large flowerbed was

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