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Chapter 45
Before she could protest, Harrison waved down a server and ordered a plate of breadsticks and a glass of orange juies,
“These should help,” he said, watching her carefully.
Sarah smiled faintly. “Thanks, Harrison. I didn’t mean to worry you”
“You didn’t,” he replied, his tone light but firm. “But you should take better care of yourself. Running around all day without eating? That’s not like you.”
Harrison sat at the edge of his seat, his foot tapping anxiously against the tiled floor of the restaurant.
He waved at the server for what felt like the fifth time, his patience thinning
“Can you please hurry with the order? It’s kind of urgent,” he urged, his voice polite but edged with concern.
The server nodded briskly and disappeared into the kitchen.
Harrison sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he cast a glance at Sarah, who sat quietly across the table.
Her face was pale, her fingers absently tracing the rim of her water glass.
He couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. “Sarah deserves better than this, he thought, his chest tightening.
She was kind, patient, and always thoughtful of others, yet it seemed like no one truly valued her–not Arnold, not Arnold’s friends, and certainly not the people who should have been her support system.
“Food will be here soon,” Harrison said, breaking the silence.
Sarah offered a faint smile. “Thanks, Harrison. I didn’t mean to make a fuss.”
“It’s not a fuss,” he replied firmly. “You have every right to take care of yourself. And if you won’t, someone else should.”
Meanwhile, back at the villa, Arnold and Alex pulled into the driveway.
It was past midnight, the air cool and silent.
The faint hum of their car engine faded as Arnold cut the ignition. He stepped out, stretching his shoulders.
The evening had been long, filled with Linda’s chatter and the ever–present buzz of admiration she attracted.
As they entered the villa, Arnold frowned slightly.
The house was eerily quiet.
Usually, at this hour, Sarah would be up, waiting for them.
She always had a habit of asking how their evening went, no matter how late they returned.
But tonight was different.
Arnold loosened his tie and called out, “Sarah?” His voice echoed in the stillness, met only by the soft hum of the central air system.
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Chapter 45
“Where’s Luna?” Alex asked, looking around curiously.
Arnold turned to one of the maids. “Have you seen her?”
The maid shook her head. “Luna hasn’t been home all day, sir. I assumed she was with you.”
Arnold frowned, an odd unease creeping into his chest. “She hasn’t been home?” he repeated, more to himself than anyone
else.
“No, sir,” the maid confirmed.
“She probably had something to deal with at her family’s place,” Arnold muttered, dismissing the concern with a wave of his hand. But the knot in his stomach tightened.
He replayed the day in his head–Sarah had only contacted him once through a mindlink, which he had promptly ignored.
The memory now felt like a missed warning.
The next morning, Alex bounded down the stairs, his excitement palpable.
He couldn’t wait to tell Sarah all about Linda’s race and how amazing she had been.
He knew Sarah had a way of making everything feel special, even stories about someone like Linda.
“Mom!” Alex called out as he knocked on her bedroom door. No response.
Pushing the door open, he found the room empty.
The bed was neatly made, as if no one had slept in it. Confused, Alex ran to the living room, where Arnold was reading the morning paper.
“Where’s Mom?” Alex asked.
Arnold lowered the paper, his expression indifferent. “I don’t know. Why don’t you call her and ask?”
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