She needed that divorce, but there was no way she could just walk out with Carrie right now. Sheila had come in ready for battle. Nelly was just trying to keep up.
Sheila took one look at Nelly’s stricken face and decided not to push it. She brushed past her and left, heels clicking on the floor. Before, Sheila would hesitate before picking a fight. The only people she’d had on her side were Brody and the Garlands. But everything had changed. Now she had Nicholas, and the Watson family. In Westhaven, the Watsons were practically untouchable.
The next morning, Nelly rushed to the kindergarten. She just wanted to see Carrie, to talk to her, but as soon as she got there, the teacher shook her head with concern.
“Mr. Garland called this morning,” the teacher said, voice gentle. “He said Carrie’s not feeling well, so she’ll be staying home for a while.”
Nelly’s heart dropped. She pulled out her phone and called Brody right away. The call rang and rang, but no one picked up. Straight to voicemail. She tried the house next. Still nothing. No one was answering.
Not ready to give up, Nelly drove over to Tina’s place. It felt like they were avoiding her on purpose. Tina wasn’t home, and of course, neither was Carrie.
Outside, a light rain started to fall, blurring everything beyond the windshield. Nelly tightened her grip on the steering wheel, knuckles turning white, and headed to the hospital.
Brody’s room was still guarded, but this time, the bodyguards recognized her and stepped aside. Maybe it was the look in her eyes, or maybe they just didn’t want to get in the way.
Nelly pushed open the door and walked in to find Sheila leaning close to Brody, her hand resting on his. The scene was almost intimate.
The door startled Sheila. She straightened up, turning to Nelly with her face streaked in tears, looking so fragile.
“Ms. Stewart…”
Sheila quickly stood, but Brody’s face was stone cold. Before Nelly could say a word, he cut her off.

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