As soon as Yvan stood up, he made a beeline for the carousel, leaving Logan, who after one spin already wanted another go, a few horses behind. Yvan found himself in a chariot on the ground, circling round and round in pursuit.
A bystander exclaimed, "Did you see that? Two grown men riding the carousel!"
Another chimed in, "Wow! The one with the stoic face is drop-dead gorgeous! His profile is just… explosive!"
A third added, "Seems like all the handsome guys are hanging out with other handsome guys these days…"
Yvan and Carl just exchanged a glance, speechless.
Matilda had this nagging feeling something was off all day but couldn't put her finger on it. She often looked back, reassuring herself it was just a false alarm when she didn't spot anyone following her. Yet, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched, unsure whether it was for good or bad.
Logan, eager for a thrill, dragged Matilda towards the haunted house, despite her protests. "My mom hasn't fully recovered; maybe we should skip it…"
"What does your mom's recovery have to do with a haunted house?" Logan teased with a sly grin, "You're just scared."
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