Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Clare's face was filled with sadness as she watched Emma walk away, nodding slowly in acceptance. "I understand. Don't worry, I won't reach out to you again."

Seeing her acceptance, Dustin frowned slightly, as if struck by a thought, and left her with a warning.

"If you message Emma again, I won't be so nice."

"You're cruel, truly heartless."

Clare cried behind him, but Dustin didn't even glance back and just walked away.

Meanwhile, Emma found herself at the scene of Peyton's accident, where traffic was still bustling. She wandered along the road in a daze for a while before spotting a blood-stained phone in the bushes by the roadside. Her eyes widened slightly, and she stood there frozen, hesitant to touch it.

She knew it had to be her mother's blood.

Her fingers trembled as she crouched down, wanting to pick up the phone but finding herself unable to, just staring blankly at it.

If her mother had come here because of messages on this phone, then in a way, she was responsible.

She should have deleted those taunting messages right away. Why did she let her mother see them?

Emma squatted there, staring at the bushes and weeping.

Soon, Clare approached from behind.

Having seen Dustin drive away, she thought she'd try her luck here to see if Emma would show up.

And indeed, Emma was here.

Standing behind her, Clare paused briefly before introducing herself.

North America. I've loved him deeply and followed him here. I recently lost a baby and was in a bad place when I

thought that Dustin was there with me at the hospital, losing our baby, just made me so resentful, and I took it out on you. I'm

tone was

the phone by then,

want to talk

stood up, intending to leave, but

make you happy. You saw it, he can't

pain, and she began to loathe herself

she'd only wanted to

to

it wasn't as

she once wanted to escape that small village, now she yearned to return, to be the frog in the

watched Emma walk away, a

those few words should be

her car, she headed straight back

rent money to Aubree, asking

something was off and asked

don't want to leave any

a bit, then sent Dustin

the kids tomorrow

by the message but quickly

el.f

the cheeks, and then put on the same outfit she wore when she first arrived in Beaconsfield. She went

in the afternoon and reached the

buses back to the village at that hour, she had to hire an unlicensed

broke