Chapter 76

She had assumed Arnold would leave. That he would go to Linda.

But she was tired. Too tired to stay awake and see it happen.

So she closed her eyes and let sleep take her.

What she didn’t realize was that, when morning came, Arnold was still there.

The weekend passed in a blur. By Sunday afternoon, they were driving back from the hot spring resort.

The ride was mostly quiet, the steady hum of the car filling the silence.

Then, from the backseat, Alex leaned closer to Arnold, whispering, “Aunt Linda wasn’t in a good mood last night.”

Nora, who had been absentmindedly gazing out the window, glanced toward them but said nothing.

Alex continued, his voice slightly troubled. “She came to look for you in the middle of the night. But when she came back, she looked like she was about to cry.”

Nora waited for Arnold’s response.

But he only said, in his usual low, detached tone, “It’s nothing.”

That was iL

Nora turned her gaze back to the window.

She did. She didn’t want

ask. to ask.

Whatever had happened between Arnold and Linda last night wasn’t her concern. It wasn’t supposed to

matter.

When they arrived back in the city, Nora excused herself, saying she had things to take care of

Alex clung to her arm, reluctant to let go. “Come home early, okay?”

The word felt

smiled faintly, tousling Alex’s hair. “I’ll

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Then she left.

passed, and Nora kept

gave herself a moment to dwell on things that

one evening, as she flipped through her planner, her gaze landed on an upcoming date.

Her grandmother’s birthday.

inhaled softly, tapping her

to find something appropriate. Something

Clara, one of

two tickets to the auction this weekend,” Clara said excitedly. “The guest list is full

would be rare

agreed.

filled with well–dressed werewolves from various

sat toward the

glasses, the sharp scent of

to

entered the hall,

and

Arnold and Linda.

is ridiculous,” she murmured. “Arnold bringing Linda here, parading her around like that…

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silent, her gaze fixed on the auction

inside, her thoughts churned. It wasn’t jealousy gnawing at her–it was frustration. Linda was relentless, and with Arnold

to raise the bid just to spite her, Nora knew

to

the prestige or the rare collectibles–it was about finding the

been her pillar of support, the one person who had loved

give her something truly special,

was palpable. The grand hall was adorned with elegant chandeliers, and the soft murmur of guests discussing the upcoming bids

Nora mused, running her fingers along the edge of a glass display.

and expensive,

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