Chapter 1389:

Eileen leaned casually against the kitchen counter, a small smile playing on her lips. “Mom… Have you ever thought about finding someone new?”

Ruby’s hands froze mid-rinse. “Oh, stop it. You’re starting to sound like Gabriela now—talking nonsense. I’m over fifty. People would laugh at me if I did that.”

“I’m just saying, if you ever wanted to, I’d support it,” Eileen said with a shrug, her voice softening. “If you don’t want to, that’s okay, too. We’ll just forget I ever mentioned it.”

In Eileen’s memory, solitude had always been her mother’s silent companion. Ever since she could remember, her mother had navigated life on her own. When she had been just a teenager, Lowell, her foster father, had passed away.

Ruby had been in her early thirties at that time. For the sake of Eileen and Bailee, Ruby had thrown herself into work, neglecting her own life.

Though Bailee was Ruby’s flesh and blood, Huey’s rebellious nature had complicated matters, leaving Ruby to stay with Eileen.

but Leyla’s arrival had seemed to unsettle

from her reverie. “I know you see me as your real mom,” she said softly. “But don’t fret. I’m

sadness

decided to stay because she wanted to help her. Without Gabriela to care for,

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she needed to find a solution to her

Leyla and Stella if they’d like to return when you visit them?” Eileen suggested. “The chef there can whip up some Alverton cuisine. If they like the chef, bring the chef

the kitchen, she took Gabriela to the

before returning home. As she was about to change her shoes, her phone

his voice, “we’ve made significant progress on those pre-surgery photos of Amoura. I’m sending them your

“Okay,” Eileen replied.

several images, each depicting variations of Amoura’s face before surgery: different eyebrows, different lips, each iteration slightly altered to match a variety of face shapes. But in

uncanny—Amoura bore about an

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