ALEXANDER As I turned into the driveway, I saw her immediately. Helen was already outside. Standing just beyond the front steps, one hand loosely clasped over the other, her gaze fixed on the car as I drove in. For a moment, it caught me off guard. There was a time when that sight would have meant something entirely different. A smirk. At least a teasing comment about how long it had taken me to visit. But things weren’t like that anymore. Not between us. Not after everything. Our relationship had gotten worse, which is why there was a high chance that this visit might be a waste of time. The car rolled to a stop, and I stepped out slowly,...
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