That night, I sat at the table, carefully piecing the emerald bracelet fragments back together. Unfortunately, emeralds are hard to mend. I worked all night, only managing to hold it together precariously with super glue.
When I finally looked out the window, the sky was already bright. Cynthia had sent me a message, asking me to come to the Sages' residence.
So, I threw on a coat and went to the Sage family's house.
As soon as I entered, I saw Cynthia sitting in the living room with a worried expression. When she saw me, she sighed with regret.
"I heard what happened yesterday. Weston's taken after his mother's stubborn streak. He's a handful, but you raised him with your own hands. There's no way he doesn't care about you. I believe that once he grows up a little more, he'll understand everything."
"Moreover, are you really willing to give up the family you've worked so hard to keep together all these years?"
I froze for a second, caught off guard.
Was it really a family when there was never any love to begin with?
Cynthia's son, Jayden and Fiona were childhood sweethearts. They grew up together innocently and naturally became a couple as adults, eventually marrying.