That struck where he knew she was vulnerable.
Clara’s expression changed.
“Do not use that child to negotiate with me.”
Adam immediately looked ashamed.
“You’re right.”
She folded her arms.
“I love Idan. That does not mean I belong in your house.”
Adam nodded slowly.
“Can he still see you?”
Clara’s eyes softened.
“If he wants to.”
“He does.”
“Then yes.”
Adam turned to leave.
Before he reached the stairs, Clara spoke.
“Mr. Hamilton.”
He looked back.
“For thirteen years, I thought loyalty meant staying even when people forgot to value you.”
Adam waited.
Clara’s voice remained calm.
“I was wrong.”
Months later, Clara began working at a small private school.
The salary was lower than what the Hamiltons had paid.
She did not care.
She supervised the dining hall and assisted younger children during afternoon programs.
Nobody called her invisible.
