Chapter 15
One Saturday afternoon, while walking along the historic Galveston Pleasure Pier, Clara and Lily stopped to watch the sailboats. The bright American sun reflected off the sparkling blue water as families strolled past eating cotton candy and ice cream.
Lily tugged gently on Clara’s sleeve, pointing toward a small boutique selling handmade wooden toys. "Mommy, can we look at the painted sea turtles in the window?" Lily asked with an adorable, hopeful smile.
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"Of course we can, sweetheart," Clara laughed, letting her daughter lead the way down the boardwalk. As they entered the brightly lit shop, Clara noticed a familiar figure standing near the counter conversing with the store owner.
It was Daniel, dressed simply in a plain blue cotton shirt and dark jeans, looking entirely different from his old corporate self. He froze when he saw Clara and Lily standing by the doorway, his breathing catching in his throat with sudden nervous tension.
