Phoenix's eyes shimmered with tears as she spoke, revealing a vulnerability that Agnes had only heard about through the grapevine, mostly from Reggie recounting Phoenix's tough background and her roller-coaster relationship with Sean. To most, Phoenix was the social butterfly, effortlessly charming and navigating through various circles with ease. Yet, her dream was surprisingly simple: a quiet life far from the limelight.
Seeing Phoenix so earnestly yearn for this dream, Agnes felt a genuine happiness for her friend.
Approaching Phoenix, Agnes tried to lighten the mood, "Phoenix, you're about to walk down the aisle, no tears now. Trust me, you and Sean are going to have a tranquil and blissful life together."
Holding Agnes's hand tightly, as if a dam ready to burst, Phoenix confessed, "Agnes, I've been having these terrible nightmares. I can't shake off this feeling that something bad is about to happen. I'm terrified for Sean. With his... reputation, every second he's out there, my heart is in my throat. I keep dreaming of him, hurt and bloody. Why does it haunt me so? I really needed you here."
Agnes comforted her, "Phoenix, haven't you heard that dreams often mean the opposite? It's normal to feel anxious when happiness is within grasp. Sean's a tough guy, smart and skilled. He'll be fine."
Phoenix's wedding was just around the corner, set in a quaint chapel in Bali with only a handful of guests due to Sean's complicated situation. Reggie was to be the best man, and aside from a few close family members and friends from their unique circle, the event was kept under wraps.
Agnes didn't know Sean very well, only that he had a distinguished military background before somehow becoming an international fugitive and mercenary. Phoenix mentioned he was framed, but the details were never discussed. What Agnes did know was Sean's unwavering loyalty and strength of character.
As for Reggie and his associates, their world was a blend of contradictions, shadowy yet bound by a code of honor. They all treated Agnes with a clear respect, especially Reggie, who doted on her as if she were his own blood, keeping her far from the murky waters of their dealings. In this world, Agnes stood out, untouched and pure.
After some time, Phoenix calmed down, apologizing for burdening Agnes with her worries. Agnes simply smiled, "I'm your sister, you can always talk to me. It means the world that you trust me with your fears."
Phoenix, now more composed, reflected on their unique family dynamics, "Yeah, with Sean constantly abroad, our brother wrapped up in his business, Nate holed up in his room, and Naylor obsessed with his cars, not to mention the others who are hardly around, it's rare for us to have a heart-to-heart. You're the only one I can really talk to."
Their conversation shed light on the complex tapestry of their lives, marked by loyalty, love, and the shadows of a past they each navigated differently.
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