Her darling son was now siding with outsiders to deceive her...

And yet, just a sliver of kindness from Timothy was enough to make her doubt everything she'd believed.

She even caught herself hoping to hear his explanation, longing for him to make it all clear.

But what kind of explanation did she expect, really? He'd taken Sheila on a business trip and they were staying together. What was there left to explain?

She felt utterly useless.

A single gentle word from Timothy, and she crumbled.

If Timothy truly cared about her, why had it taken him seven years to remember her birthday?

Love really was a master illusionist, blinding people to the truth.

Jessica picked up her phone, left the bedroom, and handed it back to Mabel.

Mabel noticed how pale Jessica looked. She wanted to ask if there had been a fight with Mr. Smith, but didn't dare press further. Ever since Sheila had appeared in their lives, the whole house felt tense and on edge.

Jessica typed a message on her phone.

"Mabel, I'm craving those crystal dumplings from Velvet Fork. I'm heading out for a bit."

"Please be safe, ma'am."

her wedding ring and set it

except her

the curb, she

pulled up beside her. The window rolled down

Little Mute, where

"Why are

you're going, I'll

got out and opened the passenger door. Jessica hesitated, then slid into the

over. "So, Little Mute, you still haven't told me where you want to

the train station. I want to go home." That morning, she'd skipped breakfast so she could rush back to the hospital for Henry, afraid he'd go hungry. She'd

so angry she'd almost passed out, and then everything at home

her energy had been drained, leaving her

fluttered weakly as she

how pale and exhausted she looked. He

Let

a two or three hour drive,"

grinned. "What, don't

replied, "It's not that. I just don't

to do. Last time I visited home, I hardly had time to see any family or friends. This

nodded silently,

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