Lavi stood unflappable, her steady gaze tracking a woman who looked like a reporter as the crowd parted to let her through to the front. Her smile remained unshaken, as if the scene before her didn’t even register in her mind, though a flicker of mockery, like a spark in the dark, flashed in her eyes.
“Ms. Lavi, I have a few questions for you, if I may?” A sharp-eyed, sturdy woman spoke with a tone that was polite on the surface but laced with aggression, her gaze challenging as she stared at Mia.
Mia’s voice was gentle, her demeanor warm and approachable. “Of course, but may I know your name, miss?”
The woman hesitated, a shadow of doubt flickering in her eyes.
“Is there something you’re uncomfortable sharing?” Mia’s words lingered, sharp and deliberate, and instantly, the crowd’s exp
