You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 686

On the way home, her candy slipped from her hand and hit the ground.

Patricia tried to cheer her up, telling her not to be upset, and handed over her own piece without even thinking twice.

She looked at Patricia, worry in her eyes. “But what about you? Now you don’t have one.”

Patricia just smiled and said, “You’re my little sister. Taking care of you is what I’m supposed to do.”

When they were little, her sister used to adore her—maybe because she was so well-behaved, always wanting to tag along. Patricia liked having her close, too. Playing together meant sharing snacks and trying on pretty dresses.

But as they grew older, things changed. Her sister started to see more of the world, and with that came a sharp edge—a habit of constant comparison, a hunger for more.

Ambition became everything.

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In the Martin Group’s meeting lounge, Patricia stood by the door, watching Brandon as he stared out the window in his uniform.

The sunset washed the city in gold, stretching a long ribbon of light across the sky. In Riverdale, October meant the nights came early, and even though it was only five thirty, darkness was already sneaking in.

Patricia’s gaze must have been obvious, because Brandon turned just enough to catch her looking.

Their eyes met. Brandon spoke first, his voice calm. “Mr. Martin.”

Patricia smiled and walked over. “What’s got you so thoughtful, Mr. Lantz?”

Brandon turned fully, glancing out through the gap between the tall buildings. “I always thought there weren’t any sunsets in Riverdale.”

Patricia leaned against the bar and poured herself some water. “You just can’t see them from the police station, all boxed in by skyscrapers. But if you want a better view, you’re welcome here any time.”

She was about to take a sip when Brandon’s voice came from the window. “So, is that it, Ms. Martin? Is this why you fought so hard to get here?”

His words had an edge. Patricia paused, lowering her glass, and looked right at him, a hint of a smile on her lips. “Not exactly. But I won’t deny it.”

“My parents used to stand here, taking in the view. There’s no reason I should settle for less than they had. Each generation is supposed to do better, right?”

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