Fiona, unfazed by the hustle and bustle around her, kept her eyes low, giving the old man a brief look before grabbing her fork and starting to eat. These folks clearly had no intention of letting her leave with Tyler anytime soon, but she wasn’t too concerned about their plans.
Worried that the food might have been tampered with, Tyler quickly stopped Fiona, shaking his head in warning. "I wouldn't poison my own food," the old man grumbled defensively.
"Who can say? It's not like this is your first rodeo with dirty tricks," Tyler snapped back, his words hitting a nerve.
The old man was thrown off by Tyler’s boldness, clearly not used to such pushback. Tyler wasn't the type to back down easily.
"Jules, how can you talk to Grandpa like that?" The young woman jumped up, stepping between them, her eyes filled with disappointment. "Grandpa's always been good to you, never asking for anything, and yet you..."
"Good? More like keeping me locked up," Tyler retorted sharply. "I wish I'd never had anything to do with you guys."
He glanced at Fiona, worried she might think poorly of him for his outburst. But Fiona didn’t seem bothered in the slightest.
...
After dinner, the young woman led Fiona to a guest room upstairs. "Here's your room. I laid out some pajamas for you on the bed. Just change and get some rest," she said, turning to face Fiona at the door. "If Grandpa hadn't insisted, I wouldn't be looking after someone like you!"
Fiona said nothing, though she didn't look particularly well.
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