Herbert stared blankly into Vince's anxious eyes, blurting out, "Left side of her

chest-pink-heart-shaped."

Vince collapsed into the passenger seat, numb with shock. So it was true. Jessica

really was his Salome his long-lost little sister.

Timothy.

Within seconds, Vince's eyes brimmed red, his fists clenched so tight his arms

trembled. His teeth ground together audibly.

Herbert realized the truth must have matched. He hadn't expected Vince to care

so much about Jessica-or to have been relentlessly asking about her childhood

because he suspected she was the Zimmerman family's missing daughter.

With guilt heavy in his voice, Herbert muttered, "I'm sorry..."

Vince's reply was hoarse, "It's not your fault. I should have known."

Just as the words left his mouth, Vince's phone rang, slicing through the tension.

He picked it up. Timothy's name flashed across the screen.

Seeing that familiar name, Vince felt a murderous rage stir inside him.

He answered.

Timothy's voice was cold and calm. "Take Salome home. The family's waiting to

bring her back."

He'd given in.

He was letting Jessica go-letting her return to the family she belonged to, letting

her go somewhere he might never see her again.

He couldn't use Jessica's life as a gamble just to patch up a marriage that was

already beyond repair.

"Vince-"

Before Timothy could get out another word, Vince's voice exploded, nearly

call me Vince!

that night?"

heartbeat. Vince didn't even bother

learned, he simply roared, cursing,

I don't need your

was left with nothing but

composure, was suddenly in pieces.

and broken. "Turn the

sister."

hit Herbert like a punch to the chest. He spun the wheel and

to Jessica's

out the moment they

the pavement,

rushed to

Herbert supporting him, Vince could barely walk, staggering

reeling with memories-Salome, as

that sweet,

the door, but it felt impossible to move

she'd sneak into his bed when she was cold,

in his arms. "Big

he walked faster, she'd

"Wait

If he got

no dinner, she'd

food and promise to

Grandpa to help.

her pouting when the family discussed arranged marriages.

to be engaged to

heard anyone call

"Big brother..."

spoke before she walked,

the first

the floor, he was the

to; chubby arms

little

big brother..."

she'd fall, so he caught her in his arms, and she

feather-light.

within reach,

never realized it.

alone at The

trap.

realized sooner-she wouldn't have

"Salome... My Salome..."

from Herbert's arms and broke down,

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