Whitney snapped back to reality—she’d forgotten to call Yael.
She nodded absentmindedly, only half-listening as Sandy said, “Don’t stress yourself out. Surgery takes time. Ludwik’s tough—he’ll make it through. I’ll go grab us something to eat.”
Whitney was scrolling through her contacts when a thought struck her. She glanced at Sandy’s delicate, almost ethereal face. “Wait, did you say you ran into Shane earlier? He didn’t ask you to grab dinner with him?”
It’d been ages since Shane had seen Sandy. Knowing Shane, he was probably keeping tabs on her from the shadows, playing it cool. With Sandy’s memory loss, he seemed hesitant to make any bold moves. Still, knowing his type, he was bound to make a move on her sooner or later.
Of course, Sandy was oblivious to Whitney’s train of thought, and just looked puzzled at her sister’s question.
She grinned, rolling her eyes. “Why would Shane ask me to dinner? Sis, we’re not even that close. Besides, from what Sienna’s been bragging about, Grandma is working overtime to get her in with the Nelson family—she’s dying to marry her off to Shane. The two of them are thick as thieves.”
At that, Sandy’s eyes grew a little colder, and she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of annoyance.
Who Shane married was none of her business, but if he ended up with Sienna? That’d be a waste of a perfectly good guy.
“Whatever. If they’re two peas in a pod, I’d rather keep my distance—don’t want to risk getting bitten by Sienna’s rabid little dog act,” Sandy huffed, folding her arms.
Whitney listened, feeling only more anxious. Emma was always stirring up drama, and Shane… how long was he planning to keep this up? His daughter was already a little kid, and the child’s mom was right in front of him. Why not just come clean and bring them together?
Poor Sandy—the innocent lamb—was still in the dark, thinking she should stay away from Shane.
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