The bustling crowds in the mall echoed with cacophony.

Zoe glanced around, and Barrett seemed to sense her presence immediately, locking eyes with her.

Seated in his wheelchair, Barrett appeared noticeably worn, almost as if he had undergone a transformation.

His once stern gaze now carried deep weariness. At the sight of Zoe, his eyes shifted from a moment of astonishment and disbelief to one of joy and urgency.

Previously uncertain despite the police's assurances that the body wasn't hers, it wasn't until this moment that he dared to believe she was truly alive.

His hand, resting on the armrest of his wheelchair, slowly clenched, as if his heart had...