Irwin rushed over to Briony, arms outstretched, eager for a hug. But Briony smoothly stepped aside, avoiding him without missing a beat.
Stella quickly intercepted, pulling Irwin away. “Hey, quiet down! Bryn’s on the phone,” she chided.
Irwin pouted, shooting a disgruntled look at Briony.
Briony ignored him and turned her attention back to her call. “So, what’s the result?” she asked James.
“Nothing unusual,” James replied. “Just an ordinary crystal. No hidden surprises.”
“All right, got it,” Briony said. She didn’t feel much of anything about the outcome.
“How are things on your end?” James asked.
“I can handle it,” Briony replied simply.
“Do you still want the bracelet?”
She glanced at Irwin, her voice cooling. “You take care of it.”
“Will do!” James sounded noticeably more cheerful.
Briony ended the call without another word.
As soon as she hung up, Irwin shook off Stella’s hand and hurried over, standing in front of Briony.
“Mom, you look so beautiful in your wedding dress! When I first saw it, I just knew you’d look amazing in it!”
Briony regarded him with a calm, almost distant expression. “Irwin, was it you who told your father you wanted to take a ‘family photo’ with the three of us?”
Irwin nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! Mom Rosita and I already took one with Dad, but you haven’t taken one with me and Dad yet. I can’t play favorites—Mom Rosita has one, so you need one too!”
Stella, overhearing this, couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head. “You and your dad are really something else—hopeless and completely nuts!” she said, giving Irwin a thumbs-up.
Briony looked at Irwin. Honestly, she felt numb inside.
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