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    Ond enjoyed a temperate maritime climate, ensuring that summer temperatures seldom exceeded ny-five degrees Fahrenheit, with frequent misty rains dotting thendscape. On this particr day, the sun cast its warm,nguid beams across the sky, creating ideal conditions for outdoor adventures.


    Sun Park, Lochdeer’s crown jewel adjacent to the Queen’s pce, beckoned many with its fame. Norah and Alice had visited it following the sessful treatment of the Queen.


    As a well-known park, Sun Park boasted expansive forests and man-madekes, with its breathtaking vistas drawing crowds seeking repose and recreation. The weekend brought an evenrger throng, animated further by open-air music concerts that became a staple during the festive season.


    Laughter and chatter filled the air as couples meandered under the cool shade of ne trees, families enjoyed pics, and elderly pairs shared leisurely strolls—contributing to a scene of perfect harmony. Pickers sprawled on the lush grass, basking in the serene ambiance.


    Among them, a couple garnered particr attention. The woman, d in a pearl beige gown and standing tall, her chestnut waves flowing freely, moved with an elegance thatplemented herpanion’s presence.


    “Sean, let’s sit over there,” Norah suggested.


    Phillip hadn’t apanied them. After Sean drove Norah to Sun Park, they strolled leisurely from the entrance toward the interior.


    Norah had her eyes set on a quaint area by theke, where a few stone benches invited visitors to rx. Most people preferred the grass, soaking up the sun, leaving the bench area rtively quiet.


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    “Alright,” Sean agreed, his silver-grey suit entuating his physique, drawing admiring nces from many women along the path.


    Norah, trailing behind, mused with a hint of amusement, “He was so passionatest night, yet today, his demeanor could make one think I owe him money. Who would ever think he’s interested in me? Funny.”


    Realizing Norah was quickening her steps to match his, Sean unconsciously slowed down, aligning his pace with hers.


    The park’s expanse seemed endless, and Norah, familiar with itsyout, wasn’t keen on an exhaustive walk. She came here for a romantic stroll, not a marathon. The artificialke beside them was a canvas of rippling water, mirroring the breeze’s gentle touch.


    Norah’s gaze lingered on the water, a reflection of her fluctuating emotions. Silence fell between them, momentarily isting them from the surrounding bustle.


    The lively sounds of other park-goers felt both near and distant, leaving Norah with aplex expression. Was it up to her to break the silence then?


    “Ssh!”


    “Help! Somebody help! Someone fell into the water!”


    “Help!”


    “Help, please!”


    Just as Norah gathered her thoughts to dispel the quiet between them, urgent cries pierced the air, halting her intentions. The calls for assistance multiplied, slicing through the calm atmosphere and igniting a wave ofmotion among the bystanders.


    Curious onlookers from all corners of the park were quickly drawn to the source of the disturbance, congregating around the area where the drama unfolded.


    By the time Norah and Sean made their way to the crowd, the individual who had fallen was already being pulled from the water.


    The victim was a young man, barely in his twenties. Hey there, drenched.


    “Please help save my brother! My brother just fell into the water by ident! Does anyone know about first aid treatment? Is there anyone kind enough to help save him? I’m begging you, please!” A blonde-haired woman knelt beside him, presumably the victim’s sister, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling with desperation.


    The onlookers hesitated to intervene, their indifference palpable.


    “I’ve already called for an ambnce. Let’s hope it gets here soon so your brother can receive the help he needs,” one bystander said, trying to offer somefort.


    “May your brother be safe and sound. Our thoughts are with him,” another voice chimed in, sending well-wishes the sister’s way, yet, like the others, taking no direct action to assist.


    The man who had just rescued the fallen individual stood nearby, squeezing the water from his shirt. He appeared visibly frustrated by theck of assistance from the crowd.


    As he weighed the decision to intervene further, a clear, authoritative female voice cut through the noise,manding attention. “Everyone, please give us some space!”


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