They hadn't seen each other in days, and for a moment, they just stared at each other in silence.
After a single glance, Claudia turned away.
For days, she'd holed up in a dingy motel, trapped in a miserable loop: cry, sleep, eat, vomit, sleep, then wake only to crumble into sobs again.
In all that time, York hadn't called her once or sent a single text message.
After days of agonizing, of feeling like she was dying and being reborn, she thought she was better.
But seeing York holding Ann so intimately in the elevator, her heart still ached as if it were being torn apart.
But at least her mother was out of the hospital. She could finally divorce York without any reservations.
York's gaze tightened on Claudia's thin, frail figure.
It had only been a few days. How could she have become so gaunt, so hollowed out?
More people crowded into the elevator. York averted his gaze, pulling Ann a little closer to him.
Claudia stopped her parents, telling them the elevator was too crowded, and didn't let them get on.
Claudia accompanied her parents home and didn't leave right away.
Her father, Felix, went out to buy groceries for dinner.
Jessica pulled her daughter into a room for a heart-to-heart. "Claudia, tell me the truth. Did you and York have a fight?"
A mother knows her daughter best. Jessica had seen the exhaustion and pain in Claudia's eyes for days.
Tears began to fall from Claudia's eyes, startling Jessica. "Claudia, did York do something to hurt you?" she asked softly.
Jessica knew her daughter too well. She loved York more than she loved herself. The only thing that could break her like this was if he had cheated.
Claudia didn't say a word. She just collapsed into her mother's arms and finally let herself cry, a raw, unrestrained sob.
As women, Jessica understood everything from her daughter's reaction.
As Claudia cried, Jessica cried with her.
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