(Author's POV)
"Myra, are you alright?" Yelena asked, her voice filled with concern as Myra staggered when she tried to walk.
Myra brushed aside her discomfort, saying, "My legs just went numb. I have been sitting for too long in a same position, maybe that's why. Don't worry, I am fine." She smiled as she said this.
"Ms. Miracle, let me help you," Fabian suggested and came forward but Myra politely declined his offer.
Fabian who was standing on the other side from the table came rushing towards Myra when he saw her fumbling with her initial steps. He thought it was because of the cast on her ankle and Myra was just trying to downplay her uncomfortableness.
He apologized in advanced, "My apologies," and in one swift motion scooped Myra off of her feet and into his firm embrace effortlessly.
The look of disbelief was quite evident on both the girls faces. They were stunned at what just happened.
