I Never Thought That Losing Everything After Divorce, a Simple Twist of Fate Could Restore My Faith in Love — Story of the Day
Lily stared at me. To my surprise, she nodded, still clutching the jewelry. Clayton looked between us, clearly not convinced, but he was too tired to argue.
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“Go to bed, both of you,” he muttered and left the room.
As soon as he was gone, I turned to Lily. “Do you want some milk?”
She blinked as if not sure what to expect, but eventually nodded. In the kitchen, we sat together, the tension easing as the night went on.
“I’m sorry,” Lily finally whispered. “I just miss her so much. My dad’s been different ever since she died.”
“I understand,” I said softly, handing her a warm mug.
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“Your dad wouldn’t have brought me here if he didn’t trust me.”
Lily sighed. “He’s not always like this. He used to be… different. Kinder. He just misses her.”
She paused. “The repair shop? It’s his. He didn’t want to let you go. That’s why he brought you here.”
I stared at her, realizing Clayton wasn’t as simple as I had thought. Suddenly, the kitchen door creaked open, and Clayton stepped inside.
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The morning sunlight filtered through the kitchen windows as Lily and I fumbled around, pretending we had just woken up and decided to make breakfast.
Clayton shuffled into the kitchen. He gave us both a quick nod, then turned his attention straight to me.
“The repair shop opened up,” he said gruffly. “I’m ready to work on your car. You got the keys?”