He opened his phone and saw it was a message from Sheila.

"Timothy... I feel so sad. You're hurt like this, and I can't even be with you to take care of you."

The middle of the night, when the world is quiet, is always the best time to talk about feelings.

Sheila wasn't about to let the moment slip away.

Her foster parents' attitude tonight had said it all-they didn't want her getting too close to Timothy.

But she was determined to fight for what she wanted.

Timothy stared at the message, letting it sit there for a long while before finally replying.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Just a handful of words, and to Sheila, they felt cold and mechanical.

A little too distant.

She couldn't accept it.

He never used to be like this.

Becoming the adopted daughter of the Howard family had once seemed like a stroke of luck.

But as she grew older, it began to feel more like a shackle.

Sheila was about to send another message when Timothy's reply came through.

I'm going

sharp ache pierced her

able to be with them—nothing

barely managed to exchange a few words of concern before her foster father ushered her off

no idea what was

way

it be that Jessica was

joining Mr. Smith's

That must be it.

God.

dare

she kept going down that road, she

paid Jessica any attention-what changed all of

to find

had shifted, Sheila knew her own presence weighed

running from

meant Sheila still had a

bent on divorce, Timothy's

Sheila couldn't leave the Howard family. As long as she stayed,

be an

eto see

him.

left,

already

divorced Timothy and she returned to her real family-once

the next morning, Vince reached out to Timothy. Once

he swung

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