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.

rest. I'm

ache pierced her

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

that evening, she'd barely managed to exchange a few words of

what was said after

injured body all the way

be that Jessica was

she joining Mr. Smith's

That must be it.

God.

didn't dare

kept going down that road, she

years, Timothy had barely paid Jessica

find out where

if Timothy's feelings for Jessica had shifted, Sheila knew her own presence weighed heavily on Jessica's

running

Sheila still had

on divorce, Timothy's

family. As long as she stayed, she

always be an

eto see

him.

left, things

already urging her to come

to wait a little longer. Once Jessica divorced Timothy and she returned to her

the next morning, Vince reached out

the Howards, he swung

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