The very next day, Hazel sat in the living room with her Aunt Clara and Aunt Sophie, the television softly murmuring in the background. They were all trying to enjoy a peaceful day, watching a light-hearted movie and indulging in some ice cream. But Hazel's mind was far from at ease. The conversation with Ace from the previous night still lingered in her thoughts, making it hard for her to fully relax.
As she absentmindedly scooped another spoonful of ice cream, the news segment caught her attention. The headline sent a jolt of fear through her: "Ace Knight, son of Knight Industries, found aiming a gun at a roadside confrontation."
Hazel's hand froze, the spoon falling from her grasp and clattering onto the bowl. Her eyes widened in shock, her heart pounding loudly in her chest. Her aunt
