Chapter 388

Samuel’s heart felt like it was being tugged at, inexplicably entangled in a web of emotions he couldn’t unravel. He tried to remain composed, yet his words betrayed him, spilling out as though compelled by an unseen force. “Yes,” he said, his voice flat and detached. “This brooch was once mine. But it’s been with Robert for over a decade.” His calm tone did little to quell the storm that Samuel’s revelation unleashed within Eleanor. Her fingers tightened around the brooch, the edges pressing sharply into her skin as her thoughts spiraled. The truth struck her like a thunderclap. The boy who had saved her at the Holy Feast Holiday Resort all those years ago wasn’t Samuel. It was Robert. Robert. Her mind repeated his name as if trying to grasp its significance in this cruel twist of fate. For years, she had clung to the memory of that young savior, her heart unknowingly seeking him even in the shadows of her past mistakes. And now, the realization that Robert—her beloved Bob, her unwave