Ram left the boardroom, his mind a swirl of emotions. The conversation with Grachelle had been intense and emotionally charged, but it had ended with a sliver of hope... a chance to reconnect with his son. It was a fragile hope, but it was something he clung to.
As he exited the building, he felt a strange mix of relief and trepidation. He'd decided to head home, where he could take a moment to collect his thoughts before moving forward. However, as he approached his car, he was startled to see Sarah standing by the driver's side, her arms crossed and her expression a mix of curiosity and concern.
"Ram!" Sarah called out, her voice tinged with irritation. "I've been looking for you."
He sighed, suppressing the instinct to show any outward emotion. "Sarah, what are you doing here?"
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