No matter what, she had to come by in person.
Maybe it was because the fiasco at the gala was still hanging over everyone's heads, but when Amelia arrived at the Jordan Estate this time, neither Brielle nor Sabrina was anywhere to be seen.
Especially Sabrina—after pulling such a spectacular stunt and targeting her family no less, there was no way she had the face to come home right away.
The Jordans didn't seem to be pressing the issue either. At the end of the day, Sabrina was still one of their own.
And so, the whole thing ... seemed to just quietly fade into the background.
"Amelia, you're here. Forget Floyd, even I've been missing you," Nydia said, eyes lighting up the moment she saw her.
"Of course, I had to come see you. Letting something like that happen at my birthday party ... I still feel awful about it."
She spoke straight from the heart as she carefully gave Nydia a full checkup from head to toe.
"It wasn't your fault. I just never thought Sabrina would ..."
Halfway through, her brows knit tight, and the gentle warmth in her expression sharpened into something far more cutting.
She wasn't going to delve into why her niece had done what she did or how she'd turned into this version of herself.
But the questions in her heart had only gotten louder.
"To be honest with you, I feel like Sabrina's been getting less and less like the girl I used to know," Nydia admitted, lowering her voice as if confiding in one of her own.
Maybe it was because she already saw Amelia as family, but once she started, she couldn't stop.
Ever since Sabrina's parents passed away, it was like she'd slowly become someone else.
On the surface, her habits and social graces all seemed more or less the same. But as her aunt—someone who'd spent a lot of time with her—Nydia couldn't help picking up on the subtle changes.
Even after getting married and moving out, she still came back often. Her bond with her family had always been strong.
And after Paul and his wife died, she practically lived at the Jordans' place, trying to look after and accompany Sabrina and Floyd Jordan as much as she could.
That was when she started noticing the shift in those two kids.
Sabrina's change was hard to describe.
It was like she was the same person, yet not.
Just ... different. But when it came to explaining it, the words wouldn't come.
The one who changed the most, though, was her little nephew Floyd.
When he was small, he'd been bright, cheerful, and impossibly lovable.
But not long after his parents passed, he grew more and more volatile and skittish, until he finally retreated into himself completely.
It was strange for a child too young to truly process grief to be so severely affected.


There's something fishy about that villa.

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