"I'll take Ethan to kindergarten. There's porridge in the kitchen. Heat it up when you wake up and eat it. I'm waiting for your answer."
This text message was from my husband.
Bella Acker looked at this note and laughed at herself.
Even the note hasn't been changed; some answers are actually already clear.
Her feelings haven't changed, she's just missing a conclusion.
Bella Acker sighed, typed a reply, "Thank you, Dam..." As soon as she typed that, she deleted it, then typed Mr. Sinclair, but it looked glaring so she deleted it again, eventually replying with just the first four words, deliberately ignoring the title.
Damian Sinclair was in a meeting. When he saw his phone light up with a message, he picked it up to have a look.
Sure enough, it was a message from Bella Acker, just four words, "Thank you."
