My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 954

Emma George fell silent for a few more seconds, wiping her tears with a tissue before whispering, “Let me think about it a little longer…”

With a sigh, Emily Blair wrapped her arms around her. “You know, I’m the one who got mixed up at birth, but I’m not even crying. Meanwhile, you’re bawling your eyes out.”

Emma managed a weak laugh through her tears. “What, am I not allowed to cry now?”

Emily gave her shoulder a reassuring pat. “Alright, have your cry, but then go get some sleep. I’ve got work tomorrow—I can’t stay up all night.”

“Oh, right.”

Emma sniffled, dabbing at her nose. “You go on, get some rest. Let me be alone for a little bit.”

“Alright,” Emily agreed.

Back in her own room, Emily couldn’t shake the anxious, unsettled feeling in her chest. Almost on autopilot, she pulled out her phone, thumb hovering over her messaging app.

But just before she opened a chat, her finger froze.

It was late—far too late, really. Tristan Davis and Elizabeth Wilson weren’t here with her. They had nothing to do with any of this. Telling them now would only worry them; it wouldn’t help.

After a long moment of hesitation, Emily set her phone down and lay back, staring at the ceiling in the quiet.

Meanwhile, across town, Isabella’s parents finally finished up their work for the night, exhaustion weighing heavily on them.

Isabella’s mother walked over to her husband’s side, her voice gentle. “Let’s head home. It’s late.”

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