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Chapter 143: What Was Missing

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last update publish date: 2026-08-20 16:35:47

He looked at the garden and thought about the custody filing he'd opened and looked at and closed without sending. He'd told himself it was because he didn't want to hurt her. That was true. But underneath that truth was another one he'd been less willing to examine.

He had packed Liyana's things. He had looked at a flight to London. He had called it protecting everyone.

And he had almost left his other daughter behind.

He had spent two and a half years being Liyana's father in every way that m
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  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 145:

    Raiyan called at eleven. Evan picked up on the second ring. "So. You are alive," Evan said. "Yes." "I was beginning to wonder," Evan said, dry. "I know." A pause. "Sorry." Evan went quiet a moment, the quiet of a man who'd been waiting for this call and wasn't going to make it difficult now that it had come. "Mei landed safely." "Yeah. She fought a TSA agent over the octopus. Did the octopus survive?" Raiyan let out a low chuckle. "Yeah. It did. Intact." "Good." A pause. "Did Liyana and Riyana like it?" "They love it," Raiyan said. The line held a warm quiet, the kind two people could sit in without it costing them anything. "Thank you," Evan said. "For sending the car. For taking care of her." "She takes care of herself," Raiyan said. "Yes," Evan said. "But still." "I am not coming back," Raiyan said. "To London. Not yet." He looked at the ceiling of his room. "I cannot leave without both of them. I will not do it." "Both," Evan said. "Riyana is here." He said it simp

  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 144: Who is Liyana

    He looked at Riyana, already drifting into the light sleep of a child who had used every bit of energy she had. Then he looked at Joseph. "I should go," he said, quiet. Joseph nodded. "You know you don't need a reason to come here to see your daughter, Raiyan." He looked at him. "I know. Thank you, Grandpa." Joseph walked him to the door while Mei stayed in the garden with Riyana. They stood there a moment. "You two grew up without parents," Joseph said. "You know exactly what that costs." Raiyan had no answer. Joseph looked at him a moment longer. "Come back soon. She should know her father's face before she knows his name. Bring Liyana." Raiyan looked toward the garden, where Riyana was still dozing against Mei's shoulder, Mei talking quietly to her about something that required both hands to explain. He thought of Liyana asleep down the hall at the manor. Two daughters. Two different beginnings. One father. He had already lost enough time. "I will," he said,

  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 143: What Was Missing

    He looked at the garden and thought about the custody filing he'd opened and looked at and closed without sending. He'd told himself it was because he didn't want to hurt her. That was true. But underneath that truth was another one he'd been less willing to examine.He had packed Liyana's things. He had looked at a flight to London. He had called it protecting everyone.And he had almost left his other daughter behind.He had spent two and a half years being Liyana's father in every way that mattered. The fever at three in the morning. The first words. The scraped knees. The mornings when she climbed into his bed because the night had gone on long enough.Riyana had none of that. She had a father she called Uncle. And when she'd seen him from the window, she'd run to him anyway.He couldn't undo the lost time. But he could stop creating more of it.He was not that man. He had never wanted to be that man. And yet.He heard the door, small feet on the path, fast.He turned.She was alr

  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 142: THE THINGS WE LEFT BEHIND

    The drive to Joseph’s took forty minutes. Mei spent thirty seven of them asking questions. “Okay, first question, and it’s important.” Mei twisted in her seat to face him fully. “How does she look. Does she look like a hot sexy badass lawyer, or does she look like a mom of two toddlers?” “Mei,” he said, warning in it. “Okay. Has she changed?” Mei pressed. Raiyan kept his eyes on the road. “In what way?” “Does she still do the thing where she goes completely quiet when she is thinking about something serious. Not quiet quiet. Specific quiet. Where you can tell she has already made a decision but she is giving you time to catch up.” He said nothing for a moment. “Yes.” Mei went quiet for almost forty seconds, a record for her, both hands suddenly very interested in the hem of her jacket. Then, small, “What if she is not the same.” He glanced at her. She was looking at her hands, the chaotic energy temporarily replaced by something underneath it, the real thing, the nervous thing

  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 141: THE WRONG NUMBER

    "You've had three coffees and no lunch," Faiyaz said, standing in the doorway of her office with his jacket already on. "I checked with your assistant. Get up." "I have a deposition summary due tomorrow." She didn't look up from the screen. "It'll still be due tomorrow in two hours." He held her coat out, not quite an offer, closer to an instruction. "Up." She went, mostly because arguing with him took more energy than she had left, and forty minutes later they were seated at a corner table at Ostia, the kind of restaurant with low lighting and no menus printed with prices, the waiter already bringing bread before either of them had said a word. "You ordered ahead," she said, catching the look that passed between Faiyaz and the waiter. "I know what you like." He said it like a fact, not a confession. "You're insufferable," she said, breaking off a piece of bread just to have something to do with her hands. "I've been called worse tonight, and it's only nine o'clock." He didn't

  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 140: Mei Mei

    “Yes,” she said.“Don’t go, okay?” A small hand found Mei’s sleeve and held on.Mei pressed her lips together once, looking down at the little fingers curled around her sweater. “I won’t, baby,” she promised, resting her palm gently over the small hand.…At the manor, Nelson helped with the bags, or attempted to. Mei directing him with a brief gesture whenever he moved something she had already decided belonged somewhere else.When the last bag came through the door, Amirah turned and found Mei looking right at her. They stood there for a moment, then closed the distance at the same time and held on. “Congratulations,” Amirah said into her shoulder, her voice muffled by Mei’s hair.“Thank you.” Mei squeezed her so hard Amirah let out a small, strangled laugh against her neck.“So Evan?”“Yes.” Mei pulled back just enough to look at her, a wide smile breaking across her face. “He is very patient.”“He must be.” Amirah’s mouth curved as she looked her over. “He’s the better brother I

  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 13

    Zoya went into the bedroom and shut the door.The click of the latch sounded louder than it should've, like the apartment itself was listening.She stood with her back against the door for one second—one breath—then forced herself to move.Coat. Bag. Phone.Simple actions. Rules. Steps.If she let

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  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 14

    Raiyan didn't get back into the car right away.He stood by the open door, staring at the building entrance like staring harder could undo time. Like Zoya might reappear, coat swinging, eyes softened, say his name the way she used to—with room in it.She didn't.The glass doors closed. The lobby li

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  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 12

    Mei locked the door again like it would fix everything.Chain. Bolt. Handle checked twice.Zoya watched her do it and hated the part of her that wanted to believe it. Like metal and wood could negotiate with men who didn't respect "no."Kenji stood near the window, peeking through the curtain like

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  • Thread of Glass   Chapter 18

    The phone buzzed again and this time the sound felt louder in the small kitchen, sharp enough to scrape across Raiyan’s nerves. Zoya didn’t move toward it. She didn’t even look down. She didn’t need to. Raiyan was already reaching for it before he consciously decided to. His thumb slid across th

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