In this world, only one person had ever called her "Sparkle"—Samuel. It was a name born from their shared childhood, a memory that now felt far removed from her current reality.

Meredith’s eyes drifted to Samuel, and as if sensing her gaze, his hand dropped back to his side. “Uncle Samuel.”

“Professor Russell,” Samuel replied coolly, his tone distant. “Given your circumstances, you might as well call me Mr. Cooper.” His words carried a subtle ...