The moment Laura was knocked down, the back of her head thudded against the floor.

A dull sound echoed.

Darkness clouded her vision, her head buzzing.

Aldrin scrambled up, apologizing, “I'm sorry. I just wanted a hug.

Didn't mean to slip. Are you okay?"

Laura squinted, her sight blurring, consciousness fading.

“Laura, Laura. Aldrin's voice called, patting her, but she didn't react.

In a hurry, he fumbled for his phone, dropping it before hastily picking it up.

“Hmm...

Laura's head throbbed.

Hearing her groan, Aldrin rushed over. “Laura, can you hear me?"

"Help me up," she murmured, grimacing.

Aldrin assisted her to the sofa, asking worriedly, “Did you hit your head? Should we go to the hospital?"

Laura glanced at him, shaking her head. "No."

“But just now..."

“Aldrin, please send that couple back," Laura cut in.

“Why?" Aldrin was puzzled. “Sending them back means Forrest will catch them again, right? He'll just use them to threaten you. It's safer to keep them hidden."

Laura disagreed. "No, he won't catch them. And they can't hide forever. They need to go back to their normal Lives."

"Do you actually believe Forrest won't go after them again?" Aldrin asked, disbelief in his voice. Taking Laura's hand, he urged, "You can't let Forrest trick you. I'm sure he's up to something. Don't fall for it."

Laura remained firm. "He won't do it."