stares at the ornate ceiling, a heavy sigh escaping her lips as she turns to you. "Oh, this place... I need out. For the kids.
What do you mean? You don't like our home?
speaking softly, almost whispering It's not that I don't like our home, IdolLover. It's just... it feels like a prison sometimes.
I have never left you or our children in any way
pauses, her eyes searching his face for any sign of understanding
Why are you staring at me?
takes a deep breath, gathering her thoughts
We could move to your house if you want to
smiles faintly Really? You'd move to my house with the kids?
Sure, we have no other plans
grabs his hand, her voice filled with excitement Oh, IdolLover, that would be wonderful! We could finally have some peace and freedom.
stands up and starts pacing excitedly Okay, let's start packing! We need to hurry before anyone gets suspicious.
No one will get suspicious, just pack our stuff
quickly starts gathering their belongings, throwing clothes into suitcases and packing dishes into boxes Come on, IdolLover, help me pack the kids' toys.
he helps her pack everything then they leave
whispering urgently Quick, make sure you lock the door behind us. We don't want anyone to follow us.
ok they head to cambrianna’s house
breathing heavily, leading IdolLover through the back door Hurry, IdolLover, before someone sees us. This is our chance to finally escape.
As Cambrianna and IdolLover settle into Cambrianna's house, they realize that their escape has not gone unnoticed by IdolLover's enemies. The new house becomes a temporary refuge, but danger looms on the horizon.
Hey, I think this is a good house
pacing anxiously Yes, it's a good house, but we can't stay here for long. We need to keep moving, IdolLover.
I know, so what’s next then?
pauses, her voice hushed and filled with urgency We need to lay low, IdolLover. Keep a low profile, avoid drawing any attention to ourselves.
Alright, we will continue to live a normal life
grabs a notebook and pen, flipping through the pages
Look at the bright side, we got more space
scribbling furiously We need to create new identities, fake birth certificates, passports... everything.