Early the next morning, Ethan rushed out clutching his car keys, his mind consumed with finding Cecilia.
Serena stood by the door watching his figure, her nails digging deep into her palms as a wave of inexplicable anger surged through her, leaving no outlet.
To make matters worse, Alina came downstairs, clinging to her like a persistent child, badgering her with one request after another.
Already irritated, Serena gradually let her displeasure show.
Noticing her sour expression, Alina grew unhappy. "When Cecilia was here, she'd get me anything I wanted."
Serena's irritation flared, and she took Alina to a bar.
Alina shrank behind her as Serena waved to a group of people.
They called out, "Alina's here!"
Their gazes held naked scrutiny, making Alina's skin crawl.
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