Chapter 824

"This is the place you picked. The view's really something," Lance said, glancing around the gentle slope of the cemetery, where wildflowers nodded in the breeze and old oak trees cast dappled shadows.

"You like it, don't you?" Calliope replied with a soft smile.

"I'll come visit you often," Lance promised, his voice thick with emotion as he spoke to the headstone.

Calliope stepped forward and addressed the grave with quiet conviction, "Hudson, don't worry. I'll make sure Lance is taken care of."

Their friends and family lingered with them for a long time, sharing memories, hugs, and the silence that only grief can bring. Eventually, one by one, the crowd dispersed, leaving just Calliope, Silas, and Lance among the rows of weathered stones.

...

Back at Lance's old house, Calliope and Silas tried to persuade him to stay at the Myers Manor for a few days, just so he wouldn't be alone. But Lance shook his head. “Really, I'll be okay here. This is home."

After a quiet conversation in the hallway, Calliope let Silas know she'd stay with Lance for a few days. Silas didn't love the idea of being apart from her, but he understood.

person you loved most wasn't

to call if she needed anything, then left without

Hudson, sometimes about everything and nothing. To her

sadness, but he wasn't falling apart either. He told stories, shared memories, and when he got tired, he simply said, "I'm

dreamed about him sometimes, still felt a pang of regret when she stumbled across something

she also knew he'd get through it Hudson had left him with so many memories, so much


s

funeral and

head hit

...

next morning,

into the kitchen, she found Lance already

sunny self, like the

crispy bacon, toast, and a plate of fresh fruit. The

eat!" Lance

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