Chapter 66

Ever since Yolanda vanished into thin air, the bracelet went MIA too.

Martin never thought he’d lay eyes on that eyesore of a bracelet again in this lifetime. But out of the blue, boom, there it was, after all these years.

The image of that little munchkin, showing off the bracelet with such glee, popped into Martin’s head. Something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he turned his head slightly, his thumb absentmindedly caressing the “y” etched on the bracelet. His gaze inevitably shifted to Marian.

She didn’t much look like Yolanda as a rugrat, and the way she looked at him was all strangers and defense. Yet, she was about the same age as Yolanda would’ve been.

He hadn’t missed her earlier remark. “Even if I was your so-called sister, I wouldn’t go with you. I’m living the good life now, with my mom, dad, and brother who adore me.”

“Did your folks adopt you?” Martin asked.

Marian nodded briskly, “Yeah, they found me and just kinda took me in.”

“When did they find you?”

Marian pouted, “What’s it to you? I’m not gonna go with you anyway.”

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After saying that, she stepped forward, trying to snatch the bracelet from his hand, “Give it back, I gotta get to class.”

Martin let go.

Marian grabbed the bracelet back, tucking it behind her like it was her precious, still eyeing Martin warily, as if she was worried he’d pull a fast one.

Martin couldn’t help but chuckle at her guarded look. He glanced at his watch and said to her, “Looks like your ride took off. I can drop you off at school.”

he hit the elevator

“No need.

the elevator doors open,

the button for the

corner of the elevator, looked even more on guard. “What are you up to? I told you, even if I were

bother my parents. If they find out their adopted daughter’s real family came looking, and it upsets them, you’ll have me to

protectiveness reminded Martin of a young Yolanda,

deepened at Martin’s

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a DNA test with me. Grandpa’s getting on in years, and he’s been worried sick about you ever since you

rejected outright, “What do I care if he’s old and worried about his granddaughter?

Martin frowned.

ground, “Like I said, I’m not going back with you. I don’t want to find my birth parents. My parents now are my real parents. They’re good to me and I don’t want to do any DNA

elevator doors opened mid-conversation, and Marian bolted out like she was escaping a flood, constantly looking back to see if Martin

eagerness to avoid him

it, flung open the door, and jumped in. As the car pulled away, she didn’t forget to stick her head out the window and yell at Martin. “Stop looking for me! No matter who I am, I’m not

watched as she drove off. Then he hailed a cab and

In Brandon’s car

in

her demeanor calm and composed,

up

in acknowledgment, “He’s pretty easy on the eyes.”

and turned to Brandon, “Looks like good genes

the corner of his lips slightly, “Guess

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