Seventy Nine

Sarah looked at Felix with deep regret. The guilt and long-buried pain came rushing back with force. Sarah realized that her decision to marry Louis to save her father's business had thrown her personal life into unavoidable chaos. If only she had been more patient, maybe Felix would have come to help her. But now, everything had changed, and the regret grew sharper every time she looked at Felix.

Gently, Sarah reached out her hand, brushing Felix's cheek as he slept soundly. She felt the warmth of his skin under her fingers, warmth that once belonged to her. Slowly, Sarah leaned in and kissed Felix’s cheek softly, as if hoping that moment could erase all the pain she had ever felt.

But just as Sarah's lips touched Felix's cheek, the sudden sound of a door opening echoed through the room. Isabella stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide in shock. The box of pastries she was carrying fell to the floor with a loud thud. The room seemed to freeze, time stopped as Isabella realized wha