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Chapter 171: Adults' Talk
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Tiana lay still on the narrow hospital bed, her eyes fixed on the white ceiling above her as though the cracks in it could tell her what would happen next.The steady beeping of the monitor beside her was the only sound in the room. She was healing faster than the doctors had predicted. The stitches had been removed.The bruises were fading. In a few days, they would move her back to prison.The thought made her jaw tighten.The door opened.She turned lazily at first, expecting a nurse.Then she saw James.And beside him was Melissa.For a second, her heart stopped. The little girl was no longer little.She stood taller now, her hair neatly packed, her posture straighter, her expression guarded in a way that did not belong to a child. The last time Tiana had seen her, she had barely reached her waist. That was three years ago. Three long years.Melissa had asked to see her several times when the sentence first began.Tiana had refused.She told herself it was pride. Told herself she
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That night, Sarah pushed the door open with the quiet exhaustion of someone who had carried too much on her shoulders for too long.She froze.James was seated comfortably on the couch, leaning back as though he had always belonged there. Melissa sat cross-legged beside him, laughing at something he had just said. The sound was light, free, innocent.For a second, it felt like stepping into a memory she had once buried.Melissa looked up first. The instant her eyes caught Sarah’s, she sprang up.“Aunty Sarah!” she called, running straight into her arms.Sarah barely had time to drop her keys before the girl wrapped herself around her waist. The embrace was tight, warm, grounding. The housekeeper stepped forward quietly, collecting Sarah’s bag without interrupting the moment and heading toward her room.Sarah’s eyes lifted over Melissa’s head. James was already standing.He didn’t smile too broadly. He did not speak. He only looked at her, like a man who had rehearsed a thousand words
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 171: Adults' Talk
The morning traffic had been unusually stubborn, long lines of cars crawling forward under a sky that threatened rain but refused to release it. By the time Sarah pulled up in front of Melissa’s school, she had checked the time three times already.She was late. Not fashionably late. Properly late.Melissa unbuckled her seatbelt slowly, her movements quieter than usual.“Aunty Sarah,” she called gently.Sarah turned from the steering wheel to look at her. “Yes, sweetheart?”Melissa’s eyes were fixed straight ahead through the windshield. For a moment, she didn’t speak. Her fingers twisted the edge of her school bag, knuckles pale.“Mel sweetheart, what’s it?” Sarah asked, her tone softening.Melissa blinked, like someone returning from far away. “Aunty Sarah, I know you said you’ve forgiven Daddy. But—” She paused, swallowing.Sarah’s heart skipped at the direction of that sentence. She kept her face calm.“But if he proves himself worthy of you again,” Melissa continued carefully, “w
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The next morning, just a few minutes past eight, the large black SUV rolled slowly toward the gate. The estate was already awake. Gardeners were trimming hedges. One of the housemaids stood by the entrance steps, speaking with the cook about groceries.It looked like an ordinary weekday.Behind the wheel was David Ross, calm as always, both hands steady on the steering. He had worked with Sarah long enough to understand her silence. She had not spoken much since she entered the car.In the back seat, Melissa adjusted her school blazer, scrolling absentmindedly through something on her tablet. Sarah sat beside her, reviewing a file for a meeting scheduled later that morning at the headquarters of Transcorp.Her face was composed, but her mind was not entirely on the document.The gate slid open automatically.David eased the car forward.They had barely moved a few meters from the entrance when Melissa suddenly stiffened. Her eyes widened. She pressed her palm against the window, squin
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At about 9:20 p.m., the security personnel stationed at the gate slid open the small viewing compartment and squinted into the darkness. The man standing outside didn’t look like a threat.He looked worn. Worn, like life had dragged him across concrete and left him there.“And who are you, sir?” the guard asked, already irritated by the steady knocking that had interrupted his routine.“I’m James Striker, Melissa and Daniel’s father.”The guard paused for a second. He had seen the afternoon news. The name had been everywhere. Cameras flashing. Reporters talking about rehabilitation and second chances. The former business heavyweight stepping out of prison with a measured smile and careful words about growth and reflection.Now that same man stood at the gate of the woman he once called his wife.The guard’s face hardened.“Leave here this minute.”He shut the compartment without waiting for a reply and walked back into the small gatehouse, shaking his head. Instructions were clear. No
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The crash inside the hospital room had barely settled when the two armed policemen stationed outside burst in.“What the hell!” one of them barked as he took in the sight before him.The room looked like a storm had passed through it. The IV stand was tilted, water pooled across the tiled floor, medical supplies scattered everywhere. The remote lay in pieces near the wall.A tray had been flung aside, its contents spread like debris after an accident.Tiana stood in the middle of it all, breathing hard.Her chest rose and fell sharply, her hair slightly disheveled, bruises still visible across her skin. The cuff around her left wrist glinted under the fluorescent light as it hung from the bed rail, the chain stretched tight.For a long second, she said nothing.She simply stared at the officers.Then, as if something inside her had cooled just as quickly as it had erupted, she turned and walked back to the bed. Slowly. Deliberately. She sat down and adjusted herself against the pillow
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