As Floria, Albert, and Meyer walked through the carnival, the bright lights and laughter of the crowd a stark contrast to the tension between them.
Floria's mind was still reeling from the confrontation with Lionel. She felt a mix of emotions: anxiety, fear, and a hint of vulnerability. The noise and chaos of the carnival, which had once been exhilarating, now felt overwhelming.
Despite her friends' efforts to distract her, Floria couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. She glanced over her shoulder, expecting to see Lionel's menacing gaze, but he was nowhere to be seen.
Albert noticed her unease and put a reassuring arm around her shoulders. "Hey, you okay?" he asked
Floria forced a smile, trying to brush off her concerns. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up."
Meyer turned to Floria with a concerned expression. "Hey, what happened inside the restroom? You looked really shaken up when I showed up."
