The next day, Mia found herself standing quietly in front of Adrian Lancaster’s house.
She didn’t know what exactly had drawn her there. Her pride told her to stay away, to pretend like he didn’t exist. After all, he was the same frustrating, stalking man who never failed to get on her nerves. But her conscience... that quiet, persistent voice in her heart told her otherwise.
She owed him.
As much as she wanted to avoid him, Mia couldn’t deny that he had done something no one else had. Something she couldn’t even do for herself. He had paid Ethan’s entire hospital bill, a debt that had weighed heavily on her shoulders for weeks. Deep down, she knew there was no way she would’ve raised that kind of money in time. And he had done it… quietly… without asking for thanks or recognition.
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