"Haha…" Long laughed as he watched the small festivity on the street from the third floor of the building across the bar.
The celebration wasn't grand, but it was filled with laughter. There was no lavish food or loud music, but with Slater singing and everyone dancing, it warmed his heart. This was something Long never thought he would witness in real life.
He had always thought such a sight existed only in dreams—that people could laugh without fear hidden in their eyes. That they could clap, dance, sing, and treasure the moment without anyone demanding payment for it.
"What a sight," he whispered, just as someone stepped beside him and looked out the window. Long shifted his gaze and saw Ransom.
"I told those guys to rest more," Ransom frowned. "What are they doing over there instead of recovering?"
Ransom had been working in the underground facility and overseeing patients recovering elsewhere, including the Bellemonte men Himari rescued and he operated on.
