A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

No one knew how much time had passed before Xander finally exhaled, exhaustion etched deep in his features as he stepped out of the room. Alessia and Cole quickly moved to either side of him, supporting him as they made their way downstairs.

“Father, are you alright?” Alessia asked, handing him a glass of water.

Xander nodded, taking the glass and draining it in a few gulps.

“Mr. Dawson, how’s my mom?” Cole’s voice was tight, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he spoke, betraying his anxiety.

Xander rolled the empty glass between his weathered hands, avoiding Cole’s gaze. After a long pause, he sighed heavily.

Cole didn’t dare ask again, afraid he wouldn’t be able to handle the answer.

Xander’s heart ached for him, but he knew some truths couldn’t be left unsaid.

“Cole… your mother has been lying there for two years. She’s conscious, but she can’t wake up, can’t move…” Xander’s voice faltered.

He reached out and patted Cole’s hand, his cloudy eyes glistening red with emotion. In these two years, Cole had thought about giving up more times than he could count. And yet, each time, he’d tell himself to wait a little longer–just a little longer. Days blurred into months, and before he realized it, two years had slipped by.

Jade had always been cheerful and kind, full of life, confidence, and gentle strength. Not just Cole, but even Alessia believed she would wake up eventually. No one. could have imagined her husband’s death would hit her so hard–so hard that she’d lose even the will to live.

three of them, hoping for a flicker of survival in Jade’s eyes.

room was thick with unspoken words when Cole suddenly stood up. He didn’t say a thing, just trudged upstairs as if his soul had been sucked out, stumbling on

Xander gently held her back. He shook his head. “Let him be with his mother for a while. He’s been running from

for him to

bit her lip so hard she nearly drew blood. “Is there any way Ms.

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wake up again?”

med kit on the table. “But if she does, there’s no turning back. It would

A low rumble of thunder gave way to a

the food on the table went cold, reheated, then cold again. No

sat frozen on the sofa, silent

Cole rushed out, his

My mom–her heart rate’s dropping

hesitate. Alessia kept close, hovering at his

hands, Xander inserted the needles one by one into Jade’s skin. Cole stood by, eyes rimmed red, not daring