The Bound Between Us

Chapter 814

Anastasia knew Herman was going to ask.

"She's my half-sister," she said, her voice wavering. Then she looked at him, uncertain. "So... these last few months, you've been with Sandy? Were you two...?"

She couldn't finish the sentence. She had her suspicions about Sandy's motives, but the thought of it made her heart ache.

"No," Herman said, his voice cool and clear. "Nothing happened between us. Nothing at all."

He left out the part about pretending to be a couple with Sandy these past months. He couldn't bring himself to tell Anastasia-he didn't want to hurt her more than she already was.

"Oh." Anastasia's eyes lost their light, but she let it go. "Have you been hanging around Blossom Lane Night Market lately? That cherry earring... you dropped it, didn't you?"

He nodded, his gaze deep and searching. "I don't remember much, but I just had this feeling that the earring mattered. That street, too—it felt like home. I didn't know what I was waiting for, or who, but after a while, I realized it was you."

Anastasia blinked back tears. "There's somewhere I want to take you. Maybe it'll help you remember."

a small, hopeful smile.

Anastasia led Herman to Harmony

had years ago, every little

Sunlight poured through the windows, painting golden

before stepping inside. She ran her fingertips along the dining table where they'd shared so many meals, then

window, and a breeze swept in. Even the shriveled succulent on the balcony seemed to perk up,

story, her voice

someone for blind date, but I mixed you up him your names sounded so alike. That same

from the

guy, working odd jobs, no parents no place to live. Later, I found out this apartment was

hesitated, eyes downcast. "Then we had a baby. Our second one. But he

their baby had lived, he'd be almost two now

spared him the worst of it, never mentioning what Grannie Anita