THREAD OF FATE CHAPTER 41 THREAD OF FATE CHAPTER 41 Meanwhile, at the other end of the city, Liza stepped into her modest home, her heart weighed down by the events of the evening. She tried to mask her emotions, forcing a smile for her father's sake, but the moment Mr. Smith looked at her, he saw through her act. Her father, Mr. Smith, sat on his favorite armchair, reading a newspaper. The moment he saw her, he lowered the paper, his sharp eyes noticing the change in her mood. "My daughter," he said gently, setting the newspaper aside. "What's wrong? This wasn't your mood when you left. Did you and Tylor have a fight?" Liza shook her head quickly. "No, Dad." Mr. Smith studied her face, unconvinced. "Then what is it? Your eyes tell me something is bothering you." Liza hesitat

