Zachary and Mrs. Zimmerman climbed into the car while Jessica stood on the curb, watching them drive away.

As soon as the door closed, Zachary turned to Mrs. Zimmerman. "I think we should get Jessica her own car-something comfortable, with a driver. She'll need

it to get around, especially with everything going on."

Mrs. Zimmerman nodded in agreement, and instructed their chauffeur to take them straight to the dealership.

Meanwhile, Timothy had just stepped outside. From a distance, he caught sight of the family together, but he didn't approach. He lingered on the sidewalk, letting them leave before heading toward his own car.

Jessica walked out through the hospital's front entrance, and only then did Timothy start his engine and follow her at a distance.

When Jessica hailed a cab, Timothy kept his car close behind, trailing her through the city streets.

Inside the taxi, Jessica pulled out her phone and dialed Herbert Wheeler.

Herbert answered almost immediately, his voice brightening the moment he heard

it was her. He was clearly thrilled that she was back and wanted to meet up.

time at the Zimmerman Estate? Maybe take a bike

The last time she'd thought about it was during a children's art contest, when the host had mentioned that the paper- cutting piece she'd made

are you?

in a cab, you don't have to go out of

taxi pulled up outside the Zimmerman

his car a little ways off and watched as Jessica stepped out

it struck him that he'd never brought her to this place-not once. Yet, this was her ancestral home.

completely overlooked the fact that she needed support, too; that she had feelings, hopes, and desires of her

the area as if looking for

Herbert lived

and climbed out, Jessica's face lit up-she wayed to him beaming. Herbert strode over, his own grin broadening in the afternoon

dazzling beneath the golden

chest tighten. He felt a sharp,

that, he thought. She

to the

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