Vivian spotted Clara immediately.
Her smile became sharp.
She walked over.
“You came.”
“I said I might.”
Vivian looked down at the children.
“Friends of yours?”
“My children.”
Vivian gave a polite smile.
“How lovely.”
She leaned closer.
“I assume their father couldn’t make it.”
Clara answered calmly.
“They’re exactly where they’re supposed to be.”
Vivian frowned slightly.
She couldn’t explain why something suddenly felt… uncomfortable.
Across the ballroom, Julian turned.
His eyes found Clara instantly.
Time seemed to stop.
She looked different.
Stronger.
Happier.
Not broken.
Not lonely.
His heart tightened.
Then he noticed the children.
The little girl laughed.
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