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He remembered how things used to be. Because of his tight friendship with Cullen <b>and </b>Marco, Veronica had always made efforts to connect with them. They had brushed off her attempts without a second thought.
Cook remained blissfully ignorant of the divorce proceedings. Her face lit up as she called toward the sofa. “Ver, Sa, time for dinner.”
The thought made Nate shift his attention to Cullen. Sure enough, Cullen’s dark <i>eyes </i>were fixed on Veronica with an intensity that hadn’t been there before.
Nate forced his most charming smile. “You know me too well, Grandma. I’m going to devour everything on this table.”
Sabrina’s small fingers wrapped around Veronica’s hand, tugging her toward the dining room with unbridled enthusiasm.
Yet she had never given up trying.
She still went through all the motions of maternal care. Her touch remained gentle, her attention unwavering. But the profound love that used to radiate from her every nce had vanished.
Cook’s sharp voice cut through his analysis. “Nate, what exactly are you staring at?” She had been watching him observe Veronica throughout the meal, and her brow was furrowed with concern.
Veronica’s demeanor toward Sabrina had shifted too.
But Sabrina was her flesh and blood. How could a mother simply turn off that kind of love?
Nate realized she hadpletely misread the situation and decided to feed her the exnation she wanted to hear.
But Nate found himself studying her more intently.
What remained was clinical/detachment.
Social situations didn’te naturally to her, but she persisted anyway. She would greet them with genuine warmth, her voice soft and weing, her smiles tentative
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but hopeful.
At first nce, the scene appeared utterly normal.
Yet as Nate observed the scene, something twisted in his chest. The memory of Veronica signing away her parental rights without so much as a fight made the tender moment feel like an borate performance.
The dinner continued, but the undercurrents of tension flowed just beneath the surface of their polite conversation.
Cullen rose from his chair without a word.
More telling was the fact that he made no attempt to look away when she noticed his scrutiny. The old Cullen would have averted his gaze immediately, too proud to be caught watching.
Cook’sughter filled the dining room. “That’s what I like to hear.”
Both voices responded in perfect harmony. “Coming”
Nate barely suppressed a knowing smirk. He should have seen thising.
The picture they painted was one of maternal devotion and childish joy.
Nate jerked from his thoughts, blinking rapidly. “Right, we’reing.”
Now her eyes held nothing but cool indifference, as if he were aplete stranger who meant absolutely nothing to her. That’s when he noticed something else that made his blood run cold.
When Veronica caught him staring, her gaze met his with arctic coldness. The look made him stiffen in his chair.
Nate trailed behind, his expression unreadable. Since he was alreadymitted to staying, he imed the seat next to Cullen. Veronica settled beside Sabrina across the
table.
Perhaps this was just another/calcted move in her ybook. Maybe she was employing the oldest strategy in the book, pulling back to make Cullen chase her, creating distance to spark his interest.
That couldn’t be genuine, could it?
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Cook’s voice drifted up from the bottom of the stairwell, cutting through the tense atmosphere. “Dinner’s ready. Ver’s already headed down. What are you two doing up there? Come eat.”
Nate could rationalize her changed attitude toward him. After all, nobody would continue pursuing people who consistently rejected their overtures.
Meanwhile, Veronica was methodically selecting pieces of food for Sabrina’s te, her movements precise as she removed tiny bones from the fish with surgical care.
“I was just noticing how unusually quiet Veronica is tonight. She’s not engaging with Cullen the way she normally does. It struck me as odd, so I couldn’t stop watching her.” Cook’s expression immediately softened with understanding, while across the table, something dangerous flickered in Cullen’s eyes at Nate‘ casual observation.
Cook’s eyes crinkled with genuine pleasure. “Nate, you haven’t visited in ages. The moment I spotted you earlier, I had the cook add thosemb chops and garlic potatoes
fill tonight.” your you love. Make sure you eat
When they reached the living room, Sabrina was nestled against Veronica on the sofa, chattering away with animated gestures. Veronica sat perfectly still, her attention seemingly focused on every word that spilled from her daughter’s lips.
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