Emma, unsure of what to do, heard footsteps and saw Albert approaching. Mr. Waston! she exclaimed.

Ina hushed tone, she murmured, Shes crying real bad.

Albert held a paper bag, gazing at the door as sobs echoed from within. When shes out, give her these clothes. Her shirts gota missing button.

His words caught Emma off guard.

Albert glanced at the door once more, setting down the bag.

With a heavy sigh, he turned and left. Truth was, he wanted to tell Jessie he hadnt moved on either.

But what could he do? He was married. Couldnt just divorce for Jessie. Had his own ‘commitments.

was gone. He knew he was selfish

if Axell was the real deal for her,

her. She deserved the

retreating figure, sensing

bathroom door creaked open. Jessie washed

Emma noticed two

dared not linger. Handing Jessie the bag, she said, Mr. Waston

wear the clothes Albert had offered, even though hers own werent really presentable at the

she declared, her voice

hid the spot where the buttons were missing with her handbag and made her way to the elevator. Her strides were decisive, leaving

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