Ariana took a composed breath, her gaze shifting between Shawn and Adele before she said in a measured tone, “It’s quite commonplace, as the Fredricks own this mall.”

Recollection washed over Ariana, carrying her back to that initial return from abroad, when she and Sonia had ventured here to select gifts for Melon. In that bustling place, a man had caught her eye, his profile bearing an uncanny resemblance to Theodore’s.

And with that memory, a new revelation struck her.

It was Holden.

The cadence of Holden’s voice echoed Theodore’s, and there was a resemblance between their features, a similarity Melon had once remarked upon. A fanciful notion danced at the edges of Ariana’s thoughts.

Could Holden be Theodore?

Almost as swiftly as the thought surfaced, Ariana dismissed it, a wry twist touching her lips, dismissing the idea as preposterous. How could such a connection exist? Theodore, the heir of the esteemed Anderson family, tethered to the Fredrick lineage? It defied reason.

Darian would have

were truly Holden, retribution would have been well within his grasp. Why would he have had to fight against Darian for so

didn’t align. How could

when she was with Theodore five years ago, Holden had

never materialized together. Moreover, Theodore had seemed entwined

churned in turmoil. She sought to steady herself, feeling a touch of absurdity for ever entertaining the

couldn’t control her

how had he allowed her to endure half

Angela’s Library

arm jolted her

her, reached

for a hug, Ariana adjusted her demeanor, offering a warm smile as she stooped down to lift Adele

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