Zane POV
Of course, I knew I needed to get the bracelet back. My daughter had fashioned it from a solid piece of zebrawood, and even though I knew I was a biased proud father, I could see her talent in its striking lines and the way she worked with the wood grain for the design.
I would also be having a discussion with the Halston family about their daughter-in-law about the woman’s treatment of Sarah, of course. But that didn’t matter as much as the insult to Chloe and her work of art.
I have, and will probably never have, the words to express my pleasure, relief, and gratitude that Chloe had been returned to me. That she was so healthy and happy was nothing short of a miracle. And now I knew she was talented, my heart was light with joy and heavy with responsibility all at once.
So,
