Chapter 90

She had assumed Arnold would leave. That he would go to Linda.

But she was tired. Too tired to stay awake and see it happen.

So she closed her eyes and let sleep take her.

What she didn’t realize was that, when morning came, Arnold was still there.

***

The weekend passed in a blur. By Sunday afternoon, they were driving back from the hot spring resort.

The ride was mostly quiet, the steady hum of the car filling the silence.

Then, from the backseat, Alex leaned closer to Arnold, whispering, “Aunt Linda wasn’t in a good mood last night.”

Sarah, who had been absentmindedly gazing out the window, glanced toward them but said nothing.

Alex continued, his voice slightly troubled. “She came to look for you in the middle of the night. But when she came back, she looked like she was about to cry.”

Sarah waited for Arnold’s response.

But he only said, in his usual low, detached tone, “It’s nothing.”

That was it.

Sarah turned her gaze back to the window.

She didn’t ask. She didn’t want to ask.

Whatever had happened between Arnold and Linda last night wasn’t her concern. It wasn’t supposed to

matter.

When they arrived back in the city, Sarah excused herself, saying she had things to take care of.

Alex clung to her arm, reluctant to let go. “Come home early, okay?”

Sarah hesitated. Home. The word felt foreign.

tóusling Alex’s

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Then she left.

and Sarah

a moment to dwell on things that weren’t

through her planner, her gaze

Her grandmother’s birthday.

her fingers against the desk.

find something appropriate. Something

if on cue, Clara, one of her friends,

tickets to the auction this weekend,” Clara said excitedly. “The guest

that level meant there would be rare

agreed. “I’ll

filled with

the back, observing

clinking of glasses, the sharp scent of expensive

about to

pair of figures entered the hall, instantly

man and a

Arnold and Linda.

“This is ridiculous,” she murmured. “Arnold bringing Linda here,

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silent, her gaze fixed

frustration. Linda was relentless, and with Arnold by her side, she had access to endless resources.

bid just to spite her, Sarah knew she might not be able to compete.

forward to this auction for weeks.

just about the prestige or the rare collectibles–it was about finding the perfect

of support, the one person who

wanted to give her something truly special, something meaningful.

discussing the upcoming bids filled the space. She scanned the

just want something timeless,” Sarah mused, running her fingers along the edge

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