Mia Foster walked arm in arm with Steven British, the two of them chatted and laughed as they walked into the parking lot, passing by Felix Shaw's car. Felix quickly crouched down, not wanting her to see him.
Whether intentionally or truly by accident, Mia let out a cry of alarm and stumbled forwards, but Steven swiftly caught her in a full embrace.
In the D state of the US, unlike back home, it was still summer. Steven wore nothing but a thin, short-sleeved T-shirt, and Mia was in light-colored dungaree dress. When their chests pressed together from Felix's angle, his peach blossom eyes tightened, ready to push open the car door and step out.
Seeing that Mia had already stepped back from Steven's chest, maintaining a safe distance, he stayed seated without moving.
The peach blossom eyes slightly squinted, the gloomy light fixated on the man and woman in front of the car.