Abigail strolled through the bustling mall, with Lance beside her, her steps guided by a sense of freedom and a desire to escape the constant presence of the protective guards. Though Michael and his team kept a watchful eye from a distance, Abigail yearned for a taste of normalcy, even if just for a brief moment.
As they entered an optical store, a sense of serenity overcame Abigail.
The shop emanated a modern yet inviting ambiance, with sleek displays showcasing an array of vibrant and captivating lenses. Soft music played in the background, creating a soothing atmosphere that complemented the shopping experience.
Abigail perused the carefully arranged shelves, her eyes drawn to the mesmerizing colors and designs of the contact lenses. Her gaze settled on a pair of captivating blue lenses, reminiscent of a clear summer sky. The lenses seemed to beckon her, promising a fresh start.
She thought it would be good for her new identity.
