Both Timothy and Sheila stood up to greet Ines.

Jessica's mind flashed back to the call Timothy had answered earlier. She hadn't realized the guest he invited was Ines-if she'd known, she would have made any excuse to avoid this dinner. Now, with her former mentor right here, there was no way out. Not getting up would look like outright disrespect.

She tried to steady herself, drawing a deep breath before she rose to her feet and turned around.

"Ines, right this way," she said, her voice a little shaky.

Timothy, ever the gentleman, gestured gracefully for Ines to join them.

But Ines paused, her gentle gaze meeting Jessica's eyes, which shimmered with the threat of tears.

For a long moment, teacher and student simply looked at each other.

Jessica suddenly pressed a hand over her mouth, unable to hold back a sob.

bewildered-she had no idea what was

eyes

said softly, her expression full

herself

She felt utterly useless.

of her own. "Oh, you silly girl, what's all this

tears with a handkerchief. "You're a

her to

have you and Jessica known each other for a

smile. "President Lawson, I never would have guessed Jessica married you. At that art convention—the very first stop―I gave your son that animated painting

drained of

deep gaze lingered

resigned. Now that Ines was here, there was no way to keep secrets. She couldn't find the words to explain herself, even if she

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