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 words. You and

insistent, there had

moment, she gave a slight nod, "Alright

was still piecing things together, utterly confused,

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 go inside and

pinned her last hope

How are those

tone of wisdom, "I know you've been influenced by their way of life abroad, losing some of that personal touch, but Langston has been with you since you were kids,

with your Langston. It's been years,

towards Miles, "No rush, take

but roll her eyes

man was

at his lips, flashed a smile at Mr. Turner, then

the way, Felicity wondered why

had undergone several renovations,

used to be a large

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