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 to sleep too.

sharp ache pierced

to be with

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

idea what was

the way to Aetherion.

that

she joining

That must be it.

God.

didn't dare think

going down that road, she

barely paid Jessica any attention-what changed all of

needed to find out where Jessica

shifted, Sheila knew her own presence

was running

meant Sheila still

bent on divorce, Timothy's

the Howard family. As long as she

be

eto see

him.

left, things would be

already urging

little longer. Once Jessica divorced Timothy and she returned to her real family-once she shed that "Aunt Sheila" title-she could finally be

the next morning, Vince reached out to Timothy.

the Howards, he swung by

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