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Caesor paused, then pointed a slender finger toward the little girl chasing butterflies nearby. "Joy wants to go."

Nora Fatehi said flatly, "No, she doesn't."

Caesor insisted, "Yes, she does."

Nora Fatehi had reached her limit. "Caesor, I'm not interested. I don't want to go with you—alright?"

Caesor let out a soft sigh, his eyes dimming slightly. His tone turned serious as he said quietly