Kyra’s POV
"Sara..."
The way Caleb said her na caught my attention imdiately. There was history in that single word. His usual confident deanor seed to crumble before my eyes, revealing a vulnerability I’d never seen from him before.
His eyes were fixed on her with unmistakable gentleness. They knew each other. But how?
Sara’s gaze traveled past to find Caleb standing behind , and I watched as her expression transford.
The hospital room felt different now. I could tell there was sothing between them that they weren’t saying.
Caleb cleared his throat. His hand moved between my arm and waist. "Kyra, I have to go."
I nodded. I still felt suspicious about sothing. "Thanks for visiting."
When he walked past Sara, I could see the tension clearly. She looked away from him on purpose. Her husband stared at Caleb with anger. Caleb looked at Sara one more ti before he left.
This confird what I was thinking.
After the door closed, Sara spoke. "Is she my niece?"
I felt angry. I moved closer to Snow’s bed, where my daughter was sleeping. Ana stood nearby. She kept looking at and then at Sara and her husband. She was waiting for to tell her what to do. Emily stood on the other side of the bed. She was protecting Snow too.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"We ca to visit, Kyra. She’s my niece. I’m worried about her." She did not sound like she cared.
"I don’t believe you. If you want sothing, just tell ."
Her fake smile disappeared. She lifted her chin. "Make Wes the Vice President of the company."
I looked at her husband. His face looked dark and an. This was so stupid that I started laughing. Sara and Wes looked angry at for laughing.
"I’m not joking, Kyra," Sara said loudly. "Make Wes the Vice President or you will regret it!"
I smiled. Sylvia made feel confident. "I wonder why Connor didn’t make him Vice President. Are you fighting with each other?"
"That’s none of your business!" She was shouting now. "I want you to do what I’m telling you or—"
"Or what?" I walked closer to her. I wanted to scare her. My wolf was getting angry, and I knew my eyes were changing color.
"I don’t listen to people who talk like this."
"I am not asking! I’m telling you to obey !"
"And if I don’t?"
She smiled in an ugly way. "Everyone will know what kind of whore you are. Sleeping with three n at the sa ti? I knew you were fake. You’re playing with Caleb, Nathan Anderson, and Kieran Carver! You greedy bitch!"
I felt angry. Sylvia was snarling inside . She wanted to hurt this woman. I walked toward Sara slowly like I was hunting her. She tried to look brave, but I could sll that she was getting scared.
"You don’t know anything, Sara," I said quietly. My voice sounded dangerous. "You’re just a wife who does what her husband tells her. You don’t even know what’s happening in your own family. You should learn who people really are before you try to threaten ."
"You don’t get to tell what to do! I am still your aunt!"
"You are, but I won’t let you ruin my life and my mother’s things."
"You think I’m ruining this family? I’m not! I deserve sothing because I was the one who took care of Mom when she was dying!"
I lifted my chin. I felt sorry for her but also disgusted. I understood family, but this woman’s love was twisted by greed.
"You’re lucky you got to see your mother before she died. You’re lucky you took care of her. If I could have done the sa with my mother, I would never ask for anything back."
She laughed in a bitter way. "Now you’re making look like the bad person. I took care of her. It’s normal for to be hurt and angry that she didn’t leave any property. Instead, she gave everything to the child she lost long ago!"
I could sense real pain under her anger. I knew she felt betrayed. From what I’d learned about the Foster family, Sara wasn’t as an as Wes, Connor, or Diane. But sothing was still missing from the story.
"I lost my mother the sa day I lost all rights to my parents’ things, Kyra!" Her voice almost broke. "Can you bla for trying to get what I deserve after everything? You’ve heard things about , but not the whole story. This family has many problems, and I know everything!"
I spoke more softly. Maybe this was a chance. "Then why don’t you help , Sara? Help find out who killed my mom."
She laughed. Tears ca to her eyes. "Help you and then what? After you get everything, you’ll throw away? I’m not stupid, Kyra. Just give or my husband a job in the company, and I’ll never bother you again. That’s all I want. I know it isn’t hard. It won’t cost you money."
"This isn’t about money," I said. "This is about justice. Soone murdered my parents. You don’t know how it feels to learn that while trying to fix my own life."
She shook her head. "Don’t tell about struggle. You don’t know the pain I’ve been through... And I didn’t co here to fight about who had a harder life. I ca as your family, wanting to be part of my parents’ company. Connor stopped from that, and if you do the sa, I’ll make you regret it."
Before I could say anything, she turned and walked out. Her husband followed her.
I breathed out slowly. I rubbed my nose.
Ana and Emily were watching , but I barely saw them. I felt strange, guilty but also careful. Part of understood Sara’s pain. I knew she felt treated unfairly. But I couldn’t let soone with so much anger into the company. It would be like letting a hurt lion into my ho.
I already had enough enemies. I couldn’t let another one live under my roof, even if she was family.
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