Would Mrs. Sinclair let Damian come to find her?
Even with a simple thought, she knew it definitely wouldn't happen. So, how could she meet Damian again in the future?
Bella Acker sat dazed on the sofa, utterly clueless at the moment.
She didn't know how long she had been sitting in a stupor until the phone rang, bringing her back to reality.
Bella froze for a moment, then reached into her coat for her phone. The caller ID indicated Cynthia Young.
Once connected, Cynthia Young's always brisk and decisive voice came through, "Are you planning to play hooky?"
At the words, Bella glanced at the clock hanging in the living room, realizing it was already past ten, almost eleven.
"Sorry, I overslept." Bella's voice was thick with nasal sound, partly from crying too long and partly from catching a cold.
"Are you sick?"
