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“Daxon!” Azura says, throwing her arms around him in fear of her life that seemingly flashed before her eyes. Daxon’s facial expression is showing genuine concern and empathy to Azura’s reaction. His brows are slightly furrowed as he tries to understand her distress. At the intersection of the busy traffic lane, Daxon takes her into the car and Lewis drives off from the honking vehicles behind them.

Inside the car, Azura is hysterical at how close the stalker made his way towards her and at the same time, puzzling Veronica’s threat together. She is completely puzzled by how her own sister would try to harm her.

“Azura? Are you okay?” Daxon asks and she wipes her eyes dry. He chooses his words carefully, ensuring that they are both empathetic, so as not to overwhelm her further. Her body language is typically frantic and her pale hands tremble.

“Azura, take deep breaths!” Daxon says, and she softly breathes, holding her chest.

“I thought someone was following me.” She replies, looking
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