The Unexpected Path
Nerves steadied, I set my plan in motion, pretending it was just a regular café visit. As always, she headed out, unaware of my close pursuit. When she entered a quiet corner café, I saw my chance. On the outside, I appeared calm, but inside, my mind raced. I prepared to orchestrate our first “accidental” encounter, hoping it would provide an opportunity to uncover the truth.
The Unexpected Path
A Calculated Encounter
The man sat there, leaning in too familiarly for just a friend. Charismatic and confident, he contrasted sharply with my stepmother’s carefully controlled demeanor. Gathering my courage, I “accidentally” bumped into their table, pretending to be flustered. The moment gave me a chance to observe them closely, noting their startled reactions as they recognized me. Each forced smile added another piece to the growing puzzle I was assembling.
A Calculated Encounter
