Chapter 67

Sarah didn’t know what Cole meant.

She didn’t want to know either.

Without another word, she turned on her heel and walked away, her posture stiff, her expression unreadable.

She expected to hear him call after her, maybe demand an explanation, but he didn’t.

He simply stood there, silent, watching her go.

Something about Cole’s voice lingered in her mind. A strange familiarity.

Had she heard it recently? Maybe just the other day…

Before Sarah could think of a clue, Clara came out of the restaurant and joined her arm in arm.

“Come on, let’s go pick out something nice for my mom,” she said cheerfully.

Sarah let out a breath and nodded. “Alright.”

The two of them strolled through the brightly lit streets, weaving through weekend shoppers.

The air smelled of freshly baked pastries from a nearby café, and soft instrumental music played from hidden speakers along the sidewalk.

It should have been a relaxing outing, but Sarah couldn’t shake the lingering tension from her encounter

with Cole.

They stepped into an upscale jewelry store, its display cases gleaming under soft golden lights.

Clara immediately busied herself browsing the selections, her fingers grazing delicate necklaces and

gemstone rings.

at the intricate designs without

check the time on her phone

ambiance.

“Sarah.”

Her breath hitched.

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there he was. Clark

Her father.

and one she certainly hadn’t expected to run

polished shoes screamed wealth, his neatly combed silver–streaked hair making him look every bit

she saw was the man

Instead, she turned her back, pretending not

He stepped forward, his tone overly casual. “It’s been a while.

you

I been?* He had the audacity to ask that after everything?

sensing the tension, glanced over

her nose, forcing her expression

asked, ignoring her father completely.

on her mood and nodded. “Almost. Just let

ready to leave, but Clark

her path, effectively blocking

scanning her face. “Can’t you at least have a simple conversation with

as if the word itself was foreign. “You stopped being that the moment you pushed Linda

he didn’t look guilty. “That was a misunderstanding. You’re being dramatic.”

“A misunderstanding?” she echoed, her voice sharp. “You encouraged my husband to take care of

Do you take me for a fool?”

shaking his head as if she was being unreasonable. “Linda is your sister. She needed support, and I only

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