บท 968: The Day of the Election

The sun cast a warm glow over the bustling marketplace as Fein walked alongside his mother, Melissa. The vibrant displays of fruits, vegetables, and various goods surrounded them, creating a lively atmosphere.

Fein, his mind consumed with thoughts of the impending election, turned to Melissa and asked, "Mom, who are you going to vote for today?"

Melissa paused for a moment, her eyes scanning the bustling crowd before meeting Fein's gaze. "You know, Fein, I've thought long and hard about this," she replied. "I believe I'll be voting for Olivia Foster."

Fein raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her choice. "Why Olivia?"

Melissa smiled gently, her voice filled with conviction. "I feel that Olivia is the most genuine candidate. She speaks from the heart and has a natural ability to connect with people. I appreciate her commitment to transparency and her relentless pursuit of social justice."