Alexander held Olivia in his arms, his sharp eyes catching the signs of her distress - cold sweat, trembling chills, and pallid lips.

His pupils contracted slightly as he carried her swiftly out of the mall.

Tiffany hurried after them, calling ou, "Alex!"

But the elevator doors slid shut before she could reach them.

Her expression twisted with frustration. "Is Olivia doing this on purpose?"

Ashley, caught up and said, ...