Sydney couldn't explain why, either. She simply felt that Theodore liked Rosalie very much. Yet, his actions and decisions were so confusing.

She also didn't want to give Rosalie empty hope. If she were mistaken, it would only lead to disappointments for Rosalie.

They were already divorced, anyway. It no longer mattered what Theodore really felt.

"Yes, I have no idea what's blinding him. I can't figure out what's so good about Cynthia Zeller. At least the woman Wesley fell in love with back then was a true talent."

Rosalie smiled. "Maybe Theo just found his soulmate. No matter who she is, she's bound to make him fall in love with her."

Love sometimes didn't make sense. Yet, sometimes it was all that mattered-even if others find it illogical and foolish.

"What about you? Do you like Theo?" Sydney asked.

Rosalie's heart raced.

Sydney stared at her. "What's the matter?"

"Mom, we're already divorced. None of this matters anymore." Rosalie's voice was hoarse, as if a blade was stuck in her throat and hurt her badly. "Let's eat. The food's getting cold." Sydney didn't pursue the matter further, and simply nodded. "Okay."

They finished dinner in silence.

an hour to continue pouring through the

strike eleven, Sydney realized

how serious Rosalie looked, and didn't interrupt her. She stepped out of the study, thinking that Rosalie

drift off to sleep when her phone buzzed with an incoming

'Why was Rose with you

for his mother, given their

her son. It was rare of him to text her,

helplessly as she replied, 'She came to visit

did she visit you? Are you

Was her

visit me if I tell you that I'm

like you're not ill. So

Rose to visit

for a long time

way you did the last

that while she calls me Mom, she doesn't call you her husband anymore. Tsk, tsk.' She

back, 'It doesn't matter whether she calls me her husband or not. Even if we're

was clear even

as your sister, that makes her my daughter. Why are you so worried about me hanging out with

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