Third Person POV

Michael stood frozen for a moment as he watched Rhaella disappear through the supermarket doors. His chest felt heavy with regret. He'd known the news would break her, but seeing it happen was something else entirely.

He moved to go after her, but an attendant rushed out from behind the counter and ran past him, calling after Rhaella about the broken ketchup bottle. Michael caught her by the arm, stopping her.

"Sir, the bottle…" she said, trying to pull free, clearly annoyed. "She needs to pay for that."

Michael glanced toward the door, then back at the mess on the floor. He pulled out his wallet, took...