Vincent didn't turn around, but his voice carried clearly to Sabrina. "If she gives you any trouble, come find me. You're with me now—no one gets to mess with you."
Even without seeing his face, Sabrina felt a sudden warmth spread through her chest. She smiled faintly and replied, "Okay."
Just then, Vanessa tugged gently on Sabrina's sleeve.
Sabrina crouched down to her eye level, resting her hands lightly on the little girl's shoulders. "What's up, sweetheart?"
Vanessa stepped closer, cupped Sabrina's face in her small hands, and said in a soft, earnest voice, "Sabrina, Grandma's just like Mommy—they're not nice people. So don't let anything they say get to you. Me and Daddy are on your side."
Then she leaned in and wrapped her arms around Sabrina's neck.
Sabrina hugged her back, murmuring, "All right. I'll do whatever Vanessa says."
While the two were comforting each other, Vincent had already made his way upstairs.
He entered the study and took a seat at the desk.
Lifting the cover of his leather-bound planner, he pulled out the court summons tucked beneath it.
His eyes scanned the plainly stated grounds for litigation, and an unexpected chill settled in his chest.
Without hesitation, he crumpled the paper tightly in his fist.
But then the study door eased open. Sabrina stepped inside.
She took in Vincent's darkened expression and the crumpled document in his hand. It was clear he was upset.
Still, she chose to ignore the tension in the air. Moving closer to the desk, she asked gently, "Vincent... want to go build a snowman?"
Vincent's grip on the summons loosened slightly. He looked up at her.
After a long pause, he gave a slow nod. "Yeah. Okay."
Seeing him agree, Sabrina added quickly, "It's been snowing so hard these last couple of days. Vanessa mentioned she really wants to make one too."
Vincent pushed back his chair and stood. "Alright then. Let's go—I'll join you."
Sabrina hesitated for a second. There was something oddly distant about him in that moment.
Soon the three of them were out in the modest backyard.
Vanessa was already in her element—completely unfazed by the cold. She plopped right down in the snow and started rolling a ball for the snowman's base. Sabrina stayed beside her, helping pat and shape the snow.
Vincent stood quietly off to the side, watching them laugh and play. Little by little, the stiffness in his chest began to soften.
The summons was still in his hand.
After a moment, he lifted it and looked at it once more.
Maybe it really was time to put an end to all of it, he found himself thinking.

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