hapter 45

Chapter 45

Before she could protest, Harrison waved down a server and ordered a plate of breadsticks and a glass of orange juies,

“These should help,” he said, watching her carefully.

Sarah smiled faintly. “Thanks, Harrison. I didn’t mean to worry you”

“You didn’t,” he replied, his tone light but firm. “But you should take better care of yourself. Running around all day without eating? That’s not like you.”

Harrison sat at the edge of his seat, his foot tapping anxiously against the tiled floor of the restaurant.

He waved at the server for what felt like the fifth time, his patience thinning

“Can you please hurry with the order? It’s kind of urgent,” he urged, his voice polite but edged with concern.

The server nodded briskly and disappeared into the kitchen.

Harrison sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he cast a glance at Sarah, who sat quietly across the table.

Her face was pale, her fingers absently tracing the rim of her water glass.

He couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. “Sarah deserves better than this, he thought, his chest tightening.

She was kind, patient, and always thoughtful of others, yet it seemed like no one truly valued her–not Arnold, not Arnold’s friends, and certainly not the people who should have been her support system.

“Food will be here soon,” Harrison said, breaking the silence.

Sarah offered a faint smile. “Thanks, Harrison. I didn’t mean to make a fuss.”

“It’s not a fuss,” he replied firmly. “You have every right to take care of yourself. And if you won’t, someone else should.”

back at the villa, Arnold and Alex

midnight, the air cool and

as Arnold cut the ignition. He stepped out, stretching his shoulders.

long, filled with Linda’s chatter and

the villa, Arnold frowned

was eerily

this hour, Sarah would be up,

a habit of asking how their evening went,

was

called out, “Sarah?” His voice echoed in the stillness, met only by the

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Alex asked, looking around

the maids. “Have you seen

all day, sir. I assumed she was with you.”

his chest. “She hasn’t been home?” he

else.

sir,” the maid

her family’s place,” Arnold muttered, dismissing the

head–Sarah had only contacted him once through a mindlink, which he had

now felt like a

morning, Alex bounded down

couldn’t wait to tell Sarah all about Linda’s race and how amazing

making everything feel special, even stories about someone like Linda.

out as he knocked on her

door open, he found the

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