Sheila tried to focus on her conversation with Benjamin. His voice, normally comforting, became a distant murmur as Sheila struggled to maintain her composure.
She felt Rita's presence just a few tables away, her mind fluttering between memories of the past and the present.
As Benjamin recounted a funny anecdote, Sheila nodded with a forced smile, trying to appear interested.
However, her eyes couldn't help but search for her sister.
As she turned her head slightly, their gazes met.
It was a brief but intense moment; Rita's eyes reflected a mixture of surprise and something else that Sheila couldn't immediately identify.
Both were frozen, time seemed to have stopped, and the bustle of the restaurant faded around them.
Sheila felt her heart pounding in her chest, a wave of emotions flooding her.
What was Rita doing there?
Had she come for her, or was it a coincidence?
