I Never Thought That Losing Everything After Divorce, a Simple Twist of Fate Could Restore My Faith in Love — Story of the Day

“You fixed that faucet yet?” Lily suddenly asked, breaking the silence. Her tone was sharp, aimed at her father.

“I’ll get to it,” Clayton replied, clearly irritated.

“You’ve been saying that for weeks.”

“Lily,” he warned.

She slammed her fork down. “Mom’s barely been gone a few months, and now you’re bringing some stranger into the house?”

The tension was unbearable, and panic started to bubble up inside me. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stay calm.

“Thank you for dinner,” I said quickly, pushing my chair back. “Good night.”

I retreated to the small guest room they had offered me. Sleep didn’t come easily, but eventually, exhaustion won out.

ı woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of someone moving around. The room was dark, but I could hear the faint rustling.

I fumbled for the light switch. The room lit up, and there was … Lily, standing by my bag. She was holding a piece of jewelry, and her eyes widened in shock when I caught her.

“What are you doing?” I demanded, sitting up in bed.

“I found this,” Lily said, her voice shaking, “in your bag. It’s my mom’s. You stole it!”

I couldn’t believe what was happening. Was she trying to frame me?

Before I could respond, Clayton burst into the room. “What’s going on in here?”

“It’s a misunderstanding,” I said, glancing at Lily. “She was confused. Maybe sleepwalking, and we thought we’d have a little fun. Right, Lily?”