Page 107 of Surrendering to the Obsession

Everything he had was hers anyway. He had never told her to keep away from his belongings.

But now… the album was clearly shifted. It had been touched. And after remembering her reaction earlier—the fear, the panic in her eyes—the truth hit him.

There was only one possibility.

His jaw clenched. His chest tightened painfully.

“She saw the photos,” he muttered under his breath, his voice low and strained.

His body went rigid.

Then, without wasting a second, Alexander spun around and rushed out of the room, storming down the stairs with long, urgent strides.

The moment he reached the base of the stairs, his voice was sharp:

“Allen. Find out where Mia is. Immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. Graves.” Allen nodded sharply and hurried away, phone already pressed to his ear as he made the call.

The five minutes that passed felt like hours.

Finally, Allen returned, approaching Alexander with a tablet in his hands. “Mr. Graves, I have found where Mrs. Graves is.” He extended his tablet toward him.

Alexander snatched the tablet, eyes narrowing as he looked at the screen.

Allen continued, “Mrs. Graves is at the Stark Mansion.”

Alexander’s jaw tightened, eyes darkening as he stared at the video of Mia entering Sawyer’s car.

***

Mia stepped inside the Sawery’s house with him walking beside her. Before she even reached the living room, a woman rushed toward her—a woman who looked so strikingly similar to Mia’s mother that Mia froze on the spot.

Mia froze completely. Her steps halted, her arms stiff at her sides.

She didn’t hug back—she couldn’t. She was too stunned to even breathe properly.

When the woman finally pulled back, Mia saw tears shining in her eyes. Sawyer gently placed a hand on the woman’s shoulder before looking at Mia.

“This is my mom, Mia,” he said softly. “Liana Stark.”

Liana’s voice trembled as she whispered, “Sawyer already told me he was bringing you home… I still can’t believe it.”

The woman was impeccably dressed—her skin glowing, her short shoulder-length hair styled cleanly in a business cut. She looked elegant, feminine, polished… like a model effortlessly advertising the very clothes she wore.

Mia’s confused eyes shifted from Liana to Sawyer.

“Mr. Stark… are you sure I’m your family?” she asked, voice soft and unsure. “My mom never mentioned she had any siblings.”

Sawyer looked at his mother, then back at Mia. “My mom will explain everything to you. Come with me.”

He shot his mother a look and added, “Mom, are you going to keep staring at her the whole time while leaving her standing at the entrance? At least offer her a glass of water or a seat.”

Liana seemed reluctant to even take her eyes off Mia. She took Mia’s hand and guided her inside the house toward the couch in the living room.

Mia followed her silently and took a seat beside her.

Liana then turned toward Mia and asked softly, “It has been so long since I saw your mom. Where is Leah?”