Josie had been in the shower for a long time. She was almost numb to her emotions. She didn’t know why she had returned to Waverly.

Heather was still downstairs, hesitant to leave without giving a proper explanation. Moses. walked up to her with his arms crossed. “Ms. Olsen, we’ve met a few times,” he noted in a deep, cold voice.

Heather turned to look at him with her doe eyes. “You are…?”

“I’m Moses, Mrs. Russell’s driver.” Moses lowered his voice and emphasized the words “Mrs. Russell.”

Heather was quick to understand what he was implying. “You’re blaming me too.”

“When we first met, you weren’t the precious daughter of the Olsen family. I believe I still have the right to say this.” Moses looked into her eyes and added, “It’s not right to spoil someone else’s marriage.”

His words were direct and full of contempt. Heather’s face pinched in anger. She took a deep. breath and said, “I didn’t.”

“Then why did you come here today?”

something no one else understands. Can’t I share my worries. with him?” Heather spoke with determination. “I was in his life first,” she continued. “Mrs. Russell came much later. And now my life is

sadness. Moses smirked. “I’ve been through. the best and the worst that life has to offer, but I would never

gripped her skirt as she listened to what Moses had to say. “I have faith that the things that belong to me will always

Moses with a solemn

her. The lines on his forehead deepened

silence hung in the

a pair of arms wrap

took a deep breath. “It’s not your fault.”

were almost touching her neck. “Don’t be mad

him without saying a word.

and leaned his forehead against hers. “I underestimated. Wayne and didn’t care

late? I ended

Josie felt a painful

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