Annika got home and made a beeline for Sadie, spilling every detail about her chat with Andrew.

Sadie listened closely, then frowned. "No way, did I mess up?" she muttered.

"I don't think Andrew was lying," Annika said, still puzzled. "But Mr. Clemens was acting super weird when they left."

"Keep digging. If once doesn't work, try twice. If twice doesn't work, go for a third time," Sadie said firmly. "Find a way to see him again tomorrow." "Okay," Annika nodded, trying to reassure her. "Ms. James, don't stress too much. Sometimes, no news is good news. Maybe Mr. Clemens really is fine." "Let's hope so," Sadie sighed. "I'm just scared he's hiding something from me."

"You really care about him," Annika said sympathetically. "And I can tell Mr. Clemens cares about you too. Why don't you guys just make up?" "Making up is easy, but going back to how things were is tough," Sadie said with a touch of emotion. "Plus, there are still a lot of issues between us." "What issues?" Annika asked, confused. "Now that Raymond is gone, no one's stopping you from being together."

"Everything that happened in the past can't just be erased," Sadie replied with a bitter smile. "Even if the hate is gone, the wounds and regrets are still there. And the feud between the James and Clemens families isn't something that can just end because I say so. Plus, with Tristan missing, what would people think if I went back to the Clemens family? What if Tristan comes back?" "That's true," Annika admitted, feeling stumped.

"It's late. Go get some rest," Sadie said, patting her shoulder.

"Okay," Annika nodded. "You should sleep early too. Be careful with your injured hand, don't get it wet. Call someone if you need anything." "Got it," Sadie said.

After Annika left, the room fell silent again. Sadie lay in bed, tossing and turning, replaying the day's events in her mind. Micah's reaction to her injury and their unspoken feelings left her heart heavy and conflicted. She knew he still loved her, but she was scared to go back to him. Still, she couldn't just watch him suffer. Even if they couldn't be together, she wanted him to be okay. She was determined to replace out what he was hiding.

Micah was also wide awake. He sat in the dark, the room filled with nothing but his faint breathing. Time dragged on, and as the night deepened, sleep stayed away.

He was scared that if he closed his eyes, he might never wake up again. From the start of his illness until now, over three months had passed. Today was the first time he had been completely blind. Though his sight had returned, the fear lingered. He felt his time was running out and knew he had to settle everything quickly-his family, his business, the kids, and Sadie. He felt in control of everything except when it came to Sadie. She was his one blind spot, the one person who made him feel utterly helpless.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Andrew's voice came through. "Mr. Clemens, I'm back."

"Come in," Micah responded.

Andrew walked in cautiously, first apologizing, then carefully reporting his conversation with Annika. He finished, "She was definitely probing, but I didn't say anything."

"If I hadn't reminded you, would you have said something?" Micah asked sternly.

Andrew lowered his head, not daring to speak. He knew he couldn't hide his thoughts from Micah and didn't dare to lie to him.

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