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.

absently, glancing at the intricate designs

her phone when a familiar, deep voice cut

ambiance.

“Sarah.”

Her breath hitched.

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there he was. Clark

Her father.

seen in months, and one she certainly hadn’t expected to run into

wealth, his neatly combed silver–streaked hair making him look

to Sarah, all she saw was the man who had betrayed her

didn’t acknowledge him. Instead, she turned her back, pretending not to

wasn’t one to be ignored. He stepped forward, his

have you been?”

bitter laugh nearly escaped her lips. *How have I

tension, glanced over but didn’t intervene just yet.

her nose, forcing her

done?” she asked, ignoring her father

her mood and nodded. “Almost. Just let me pay.”

her arm, ready to leave, but Clark was quicker.

into her path, effectively blocking her

eyes scanning her face. “Can’t you

let out a short, cold laugh. “Father?” she repeated, as if the word itself was foreign.

darkened slightly, but he didn’t look guilty. “That was a misunderstanding. You’re

my husband to take care of Linda, to keep her close, and

Do you take me

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

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