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.

some rest. I'm going to

ache pierced her

someone and not be able to be with them—nothing hurts quite

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

had no idea what

way

it be that Jessica was

joining Mr. Smith's

That must be it.

God.

dare think

kept going down that road, she would

years, Timothy had barely paid Jessica any attention-what changed all of

to find out where Jessica

shifted, Sheila knew her own presence

was running

meant Sheila still had a

as Jessica was bent on divorce,

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

be an

eto see

him.

left,

were already urging her

to her real family-once she shed that "Aunt Sheila" title-she

the next morning, Vince reached out

the Howards, he

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