“No, it’s Elma, my housekeeper. Her grandson’s gone missing at the hospital.”

A child went missing!

Rosalynn’s face grew serious as she tried to reassure Tilda. “Don’t worry, we’ll find him. Everything’s going to be fine.”

Tilda just nodded, staring out the window, her fingers clenched around her bag strap.

In the company…

Wilton found himself swimming in a sea of troubles, his connection with Tilda, growing more distant by the day.

Once a vision of adorableness with her big doe eyes, Tilda used to await his return from business trips, hungering for a hug.

“Daddy” in her soft, tender voice felt like a distant

did the

because of how busy

high school, Tilda boldly moved out, and only then did Wilton realize the chasm

thoughts, Wilton returned a

I spoke to Tilda. The script alteration wasn’t solely her decision.

Tilda and Ivy had

his younger daughter would leave the

other end, Renata had the phone on speaker, and Ivy overheard Wilton’s words,

at me! You should be telling

for her scriptwriting chops. I can’t just require her

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