"That twisted?" Cedric Clarke whistled, shaking his head. "Isn't that just your clone?"

Stewart shot him a withering look, brow furrowing.

He instinctively glanced at Briony.

Briony's expression was calm and composed. "Since the kid's alright, I'll be heading out."

Stewart jumped in, "Let me drive you."

"No need. Stay here and look after the child." Briony turned to Cedric Clarke. "Dr. Clarke, if you're free, could we have a word?"

Cedric Clarke scratched the bridge of his nose, already knowing what she wanted to discuss-Stella.

"Sure," he replied.

Outside the hospital, in a small park, Briony and Cedric Clarke sat together in a gazebo.

Cedric handed her a bottle of water.

She took it with a polite "Thanks."

He twisted open his own bottle, took a long swig, and let out a heavy sigh.

Briony studied him in the clear sunlight, noticing for the first time how much weight he'd lost and the dark circles under his eyes.

no contact with

"I'd love to reach out, but she's blocked my number. I tried calling from a different phone, but as soon as she heard my voice, she hung

it

asking me?" Cedric gave a bitter laugh. "I wish I

to visit

Cedric looked surprised.

her address, but honestly, I don't think there's any deep-seated issue between you two-it's just a communication breakdown.

hesitated. "When are you

"Wednesday."

silent for a

decide to come with

"Alright."

"I'll be

her for a moment, then suddenly stood

stopped and

and Maynard-have you really decided to

you

it at all—I just saw the

with Maynard like that,"

you'd rush into something for the kid's sake and

help but laugh.

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