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like a fragile hope.
Allison almost thought her ears were playing tricks on her. Why would Watson say something like that? In all
their interactions, she had never sensed any special feelings from him. Maybe he was feeling the pressure to
settle down and she just happened to be the convenient choice at the moment. That had to be it, she reasoned
with herself.
Faced with Watson's unexpected question, Allison scrambled for words, finally settling on a simple, "I'm sorry."
Watson's heart sank like a stone. "No worries, just consider it the ramblings of a drunk man," he said, his voice a
bit rough. "Get srest. Goodnight, Allison."
"Goodnight," she replied softly before hanging up.
Watson stared at his phone's screen, the words of the ended call still echoing in his mind. His heart ached with a
familiar heaviness. Another rejection. How could he not feel? Yet, his heart only had room for one person. And
that person could never truly see him.
The next morning, after breakfast, Allison went up to Lizzy's room to join her in spainting. She brought out a
pink hair clip she had picked up for Lizzy. "Hey, Lizzy, look what I've got for you! Do you like it?"
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Linda had mentioned that Lizzy was doing much better lately. The most noticeable change was that she no
longer talked in her sleep or woke up crying. Allison felt a bit of her guilt ease away.
They had lunch at the Owens family home, with Linda cooking up a feast of Lizzy and Allison's favorite dishes.
Allison spent the entire Sunday at the Owens’, playing with her sister and enjoying the day.
That night, she stayed over at their place. Early the next morning, she hit the road back to the law firm.
When Allison saw Watson, she greeted him with a breezy, "Morning, Watson." Watson returned her greeting with
a smile, "Morning."
Their interaction was as usual, as if the previous night's conversation had never happened. Allison headed to her
office and quickly got lost in her work.
Just as she finished drafting a complaint, the young receptionist knocked on her door. "Allison, there's a client
here to see you."
Allison was surprised. She hadn't scheduled any meetings for today. She got up and made her way to the
meeting room.
Opening the door, she was met with a familiar face. Her brow furrowed slightly. "Mr. Fisher, can | help you with
something?"
Joshua, dressed in a sharp blue-gray suit, sat on the sofa exuding natural confidence, his expression cool and
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