The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1981

"Stop scrolling," Martin took Serena's phone gently, and gently reassured her, "I know you're bummed out. Let's hit the mall tomorrow, take a little breather."

The next morning.

Martin was with Serena at Summerfield's biggest mall. Before they even stepped inside, his phone rang.

“Dad.”

Whatever the man on the other end said, Martin’s face twisted with difficulty. He glanced at Serena and patted her shoulder, signaling that he needed a moment to talk.

Serena knew it must be his family causing trouble again. Though she was inwardly seething, she managed a tender nod.

Martin stepped aside, whispering, “I’ll be there as soon as I wrap this up.”

The man on the phone seemed furious. Martin’s eyes clouded with complexity. He saw Dora waiting patiently with a girl in a wheelchair, her silhouette tinged with loneliness. He’d been neglecting her lately, and guilt gnawed at him.

“Dad, like I said.”

The man cut him off, his voice harsh. Martin could only suppress his frustration, replying, “Understood.”

After hanging up, Martin collected himself and walked back to Serena. She spoke up before he could start.

“You go handle your business; Dora’s got me.”

Her words deepened Martin’s remorse. “Serena.”

“It’s alright. We’ve got a lifetime ahead. If you can’t stick around this time, just make it up to me later.” She softened her voice, “Kneel down for a sec.”

Martin knelt beside her.