Fitness Fun in the Park

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"Sir, would you mind sharing the story with us in more detail?" Vivienne inquired.

The old man nodded, "Of course. That year left a deep impression on us. Elliot was the beacon of hope for our entire family. Even our distant relatives had high hopes for him. After all, for a low-income family like ours, having a kid in high school was already a big deal.

Elliot's grades, though, were average at best. He was not exactly a standout student and didn't have many friends. He was a bit of a loner.

But ever since the kidnapping, it was as if he had become a different person. He was much more outgoing. Even got scolded by me for dating a girl from school. Truth be told, I thought the boy who came back was a lot better off. A young man shouldn't be so withdrawn."

Vivienne exchanged a glance with Percival.

Most people would be crushed by such traumatic memories and not emerge more cheerful and sociable.

How could this Elliot have possibly transformed so positively?

The father continued, "Elliot didn't let us down, though. He got into Elite University, and after graduating, he went abroad for further studies."

At the mention of going abroad, the silent mother let out a stifled sob, tears streaming down her face.

Vivienne silently passed her a tissue, "Did something happen?"

The man sighed, his expression growing somber. "We were originally against the idea of him going abroad, but Elliot was determined. He worked his way through, not needing a dime from us. Reluctantly, his mother and I agreed. But once he left, he never returned."

began to cry louder. "If I had known I'd never see my boy again, I would have never

to Elliot overseas?" Percival

in school and work, consistently earning scholarships. But he rarely contacted us; communication was difficult back then, and we couldn't go abroad. Thankfully, he sent photos home, so at least

moving abroad to be with him since he was settled. But then... there was a shooting at his school. Many students and teachers died,

grief, buried her face in her hands. "My poor son... I didn't even

offer her condolences for

realize that her son

they raised was the enemy

much to ask to see

here," the father said as

a picture of a simple

study abroad?"

Percival's hands paused as he turned the pages, a

the corner of one of Elliot's

the matter was becoming

place and living on before using his time abroad to continue his sinister deeds. During his studies, he had

the album and said, "Thank you. We've got what we need. Someone will be

talk to about Elliot for a long time. Thank you for remembering our son," the father said, bowing to Vivienne and

the photos were

on the printout, Percival's fingertips

"Do you want me to

say anything. We'd be better off figuring out how F-Poison

would have been middle-aged by then. It's hard to believe he could pass for a high school student, let alone blend in and eventually study

"Come to the hospital. Your

Quincy!

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