As Travis said that, Sarah sighed inexplicably.
“You’re always so nice. If something happened with Robert, you’d have more of a chance. But at such a moment, you’re still hoping that Robert would be fine, and Miss Lane wouldn’t be hurt. If you go on like this for the rest of your life, Travis, you’ll never be able to be with her.”
So Sarah was still hung up on that.
Travis’ car had reached Sarah’s mansion. He opened the door and waited for her to get off.
He stood in front of the door and spoke to her earnestly.
“Didn’t I tell you last time? What I want the most is for Georgia to be happy. As for whether or not I can be with her, I’ve already thought it through. It just wasn’t meant to be between us. When she was suffering the most, I didn’t appear… this isn’t just my own experience. Millions of men and women in the world might have once been moved, even fallen deep in love with each other, but ended up losing to time and fate. I just had to learn to accept it, that’s all.”
Travis’ words were helpless, but his face was relaxed.
Ever since Georgia had talked with him last time, he’d tried to clear up the knot in his heart.
Especially now that he’d seen Jayson flee into the dark. The rest of that man’s life would be a bitter, pathetic mess, even if they couldn’t find him again.
Travis had cleared his vision. His hate still remained, but that was just for Jayson.
Now that Jayson had come up on his just desserts, Travis felt like his obsession and pain had diminished a bit.
For some reason, Sarah suddenly felt an urge in that moment.
She wanted to ask Travis – if he’d really set the matter down – if he would consider spending the rest of his life with her.
Sarah was no longer sure of what she felt towards Travis. She just felt safe around him, and liked the days they spent this way, working together, supporting each other.
But Sarah didn’t end up speaking those words.
She was afraid that if she did, the two wouldn’t be able to be together so peacefully like this.
“Since you’ve set the matter down, I won’t try to persuade you, then. It’s late. Uncle Brenton should have had his secretary send you the information. Get some rest. Don’t call Miss Lane right away, either. She’s emotionally unstable right now, and probably wants to have some time alone.”
“I know. Good night.”
With that, Travis went back inside his car and drove away.
Sarah stood at the doorway, until the shape of the car disappeared into the distance, and she opened the door back into her place.
It was quiet. The day was so quiet, it was eerily lonely.
Meanwhile, inside Robert’s mansion.
Georgia finished up the call with Robert and cried by herself for a while before hurrying to the bathroom and washing herself all over.
Bathing in the hot water, it relieved the swelling around her eyes.
Before going out, she also put on a set of glasses and sat silently in the garden for a while.
At night, she had dinner with Annie, Robert, Ivan, and Elsie.
“It’ll be the holidays in another fortnight. The weather’s getting colder. What are you going to do for the festivities?”
Elsie probably felt the house was getting too boring, and asked the people around the table.
Georgia didn’t speak. Her mind wasn’t on the dinner table, and she hadn’t even heard what Elsie said clearly.
Annie, though, spoke up excitedly.
“This is my first time spending the holidays with Daddy and Mommy. By then, I want to make snowmen and go sledding with Daddy and Mommy, and take family pictures.”
Annie said that, then thought about Wesley.
“Is Wesley going to come be in the picture too? It feels weird, but it doesn’t feel right to not have him too…”
Annie mused over the matter on her own, while Ivan chuckled at the side.
“You’re pretty devious with all the things you’re considering. You’ve also got a grandmother, you know? Wouldn’t Grandma have to come take the picture with you too?”
Ivan had been joking and reminding his niece that she was forgetting one person.
Annie’s expression, though, turned a bit sad.
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