Sara Michaels
Sara barely remembered how she managed to walk through the front door.
Her hands were still shaking from the article she had just read in the car. Her phone felt heavy in her grip, the screen still displaying the cruel headline that had already begun spreading across every gossip page in town.
Her chest felt tight as she stepped into the house.
The moment she entered the living room, she realized something was very wrong.
Tom was already there.
Emily was sitting beside him on the couch, crying dramatically into his shoulder. Her body trembled as she clung to him, while Tom’s arm wrapped around her protectively.
The scene made Sara freeze in the doorway.
Tom looked up immediately.
His expression hardened the moment he saw her.
“Well,” he said coldly, “look who finall
