Chapter 50

The sound of a door opening startled him, and he shot up, hope lighting his face. “Mom?”

But the figure stepping through wasn’t Sarah.

Arnold entered, his broad shoulders casting a shadow against the hallway light.

Alex’s face fell slightly, disappointment etched in his expression.

“It’s just you,” he murmured, his tone soft but unmistakably let down.

Arnold crouched to meet his son’s eyes, his voice firm yet comforting.

“Your mother is busy tonight, Alex. But she’ll pick you up from school tomorrow.”

Alex’s frown eased a little at the reassurance, though his pout lingered. “She’s coming for sure?”

“For sure,” Arnold said, ruffling his son’s hair. “Now, off to bed, young man. No more waiting up.”

With a heavy sigh, Alex trudged to his room, his small footsteps echoing down the corridor.

Once the door to his room clicked shut, Arnold straightened, his calm demeanor slipping just slightly as he rubbed the back of

his neck.

He walked to his study, the quiet house enveloping him.

Settling into the chair behind his desk, he flipped open a file of work papers but found himself unable to focus.

Sarah had been gone too long.

The next morning, Alex was up earlier than usual, excitement buzzing through him.

quickly, choosing his favorite shirt, and packed

craning his neck toward the front door every time he heard the

the maid said kindly, “you’ll need your strength for the day. Have a few more bites.”

Alex was too

with a smile, his disappointment from the previous night replaced by

the time he needed to leave, and Alex planted himself by the window, his face pressed against the

soon,” he murmured to himself, his small fingers drumming

mother, of having

now, he was content to wait.

Chapter 50

the edge of the driveway, staring at the villa she had called home for nearly

of the structure hadn’t faded; the walls were still pristine,

felt foreign.

love that once filled this

wasn’t the villa that had

those walls had walked out,

a deep breath, she pushed open

already in the living room, standing near the large windows with his

cast a soft glow on his sharp features.

as he heard her enter, his expression unreadable.

moment, neither of

heavy, a mixture of familiarity and a distance that neither could

before he could, the sound of

Alex’s voice rang out as he bounded

to brace herself before Alex flung his arms

he mumbled, his voice muffled by her

his level, holding him close and running

she said softly, her

to look at her, his eyes bright. “Will

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