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    His innocent smile lit up his face.


    At that moment, a park photographer captured their shared smile. Soon after, he handed them a Proid.


    “Here you go, a lovely keepsake for you both!”


    Christina epted it happily. “Thank you.”


    “You’re wee. May you have a wonderful time here,”.


    the photographer said before leaving.


    The park had arranged for photographers to capture such moments, so guests could keep those precious memories alive.


    “Chrissie, it looks beautiful,”.


    Dn said, staring at the photo.


    It showed them hand in hand, smiling at each other—a picture full of warmth and tenderness. It was an image to cherish for a lifetime.


    “Do you like it, Dn?”.


    Christina asked softly.


    “I love it!”.


    he replied with excitement.


    “Then…”.


    Christina ced the photo in his hand. “This is for you to keep. Don’t lose it.”


    “Okay! I won’t ever lose it.”.


    Dn epted it with both hands, as if holding a priceless treasure. To him, no riches in the world couldpare to the value of that photo. And true to his word, Dn indeed kept his promiseter on. He preserved everything rted to Christina with great care.


    By the time Christina and Dn left the amusement park, the crowd had thinned, and the gates stood nearly empty.


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    “Did you have fun today?”.


    Christina asked.


    “I did.”.


    Dn’s eyes stayed on her, unwavering. As long as he was with Christina, he would be happy no matter where they went or what they did. Christina suggested, “Are you hungry? Let’s grab a meal. Wait here. I’ll bring the car.”


    But as soon as she stepped forward, Dn immediately followed at her side.


    Just then, the sharp crash of shattering ss rang out.


    Christina’s instincts kicked in. Even before the screams, she recognized the deadly sign and yanked Dn to safety. A sniper rifle was involved!


    The crowd didn’t react right away. It wasn’t until Christina whisked Dn aside to shield him that the screams finally erupted, and the crowd scattered in blind panic.


    “Oh… A gunshot! Someone’s shooting!”.


    The terrified shout tore through the air, stoking fear until the crowd frantically scrambled for safety.


    Christina’s eyes narrowed, her grip on Dn’s hand tightening as her mind raced to map out an escape. Unlike most, the greater the danger, the steadier she became; her heartbeat slowed until it was calm and even.


    Usually, if the first shot missed, the sniper would either retreat quickly or change positions before striking again.


    Christina calcted what choice the sniper might make—whether they would persist in chasing their mark and where they might set up next.


    Dn kept his gaze locked on Christina. Watching herposed face, a pang of pity twisted in his chest. He knew it had to be the brutal boot camp her adoptive parents forced her into that had carved such steel into her. Without the calm she forced herself to maintain at that time, how else could she have survived amidst chaos and danger? Her survival was not merely about luck. It was more the product of her grit and skill.


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