Sydney froze for a split second, instinctively defending herself. "It wasn't me. Penelope was just—""I don't care who it was. Go apologize to Penny. Now." Caleb's tone brooked no argument.Her elbow still throbbed where he'd gripped her too hard, but she dug in her heels, refusing to budge. No matter how hard he tugged, she stood her ground."I told you, it wasn't me. Why should I apologize?" she questioned."Sydney," Caleb paused mid-step, towering over her with narrowed eyes. "If this were the past, I wouldn't have hesitated to believe you. But now, I don't recognize you anymore."He'd witnessed the change firsthand.When she smashed that vase on Penelope, he had told himself she had just been upset—people acted out when angry.Lately, she used work at the clinic as an excuse, leaving at dawn and returning long after nightfall, barely present at home. Even when Nancy asked for a simple herbal recipe for Timothy, Sydney had refused. He kept telling himself she was young, still
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