After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter 4

Asher's lace froze when he heard Elara's words. He wasn't about to a

argue anymore.

"If that's how you feel, fine. Walk your ass home," he said, completely unfazed, not a shred of guilt in his voice. Then he turned to his father. "Drive"

Jefferson glanced at Elara, then at Asher, remembering how Elara usually was with his son. No matter how ugly it gets, they'll make up in a couple of days. She's always easygoing, he figured.

With that in mind, Jefferson shrugged off Elara's dramatic reaction, started the car, and drove away.

Elara stood there, stunned by Asher's nerve. "Fucking assholes! she fumed inwardly.

People nearby snickered at the scene. "Serves her right. She was acting like a total bitch, they whispered, amused by her

situation.

To everyone's surprise, Elara laughed too-though it was a bitter, angry laugh. She fished out a phone-Asher's ancient, clunky Nokia. She'd actually traded her brand-new Apple 3, a birthday gift, for this piece of junk, all to spare his damn pride. The thought felt absurd now.

Still, she used the phone to call her father. A few minutes later, the same Maybach that had just left rolled back to the entrance. Jefferson stepped out, his face stormy. It was clear he'd been chewed out. "Miss Kensington," he said, his voice stiff, forced.

Elara didn't miss a beat. "You really screwed up this time, didn't you?" she said coldly

Jefferson threw a quick glance toward the car, where Asher was helping Daphne out.

Daphne, looking totally caught off guard, glanced nervously at Elara. "Elara, I know you don't like me, but there's no need to take it out on Asher. He's always been good to you," she said, trying to sound reasonable but clearly rattled.

Asher cut her off sharply. "Don't. Say. A word to her, he snapped, making it clear that Elara had gone too far for his liking.

Elara didn't bother responding to either of them. Instead, she slid into the back seat, rolling down the window just before they drove off. She looked at Asher one last time, her smile calm, but full of finality. "Goodbye."

As they pulled away from the school, Jefferson stole a glance at Elara through the rearview mirror

Her icy calm caught him off guard, and he felt compelled to say something. "Miss Kensington, couples fight all the time. Don't take it to heart. Asher will apologize later. But without a ride, that poor guy might have to take the bus. Who knows how long he'll be stuck out there."

can take the bus, why the hell can't he? Or did you forget who signs your paycheck? If you've got a problem with me, feel free

churned in anger, Just because he's Asher's dad, he thinks he can talk to me like this? If I hadn't called my dad. they would've

fell silent,

Elara walked in, the maid, Ursa Fowler stared at her, shocked. "Miss Kensington, why are you back alone? Where's Mr.

ice-cold. "There's Mr. Blackwood

completely caught off guard. When the hell did Miss

backward for Asher, practically worshiping the ground he walked

only piss Elara off. But hearing her say this now, Ursa didn't

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been caught up in Asher's drama, Elara had felt nothing but resentment toward her. Then,

and seeing Ursa standing here now, Elara's eyes

said. T'm going upstairs for a

stopped by earlier. I'll let him

but that was her father's doing. Elara had always been head over heels for

visited, she'd refuse to meet him, having someone else send him away. The two of them had barely exchanged words over

it was Lysander's men who had rushed her to the hospital. And even after everything that happened, he still considered her his fiancée. That

playing

had wanted for so long but kept her distance from because Asher hated pets. Watching Lysander now, so at ease

navy school uniform, nothing special, But on him, it looked good. Elara couldn't help but wonder how he managed to make even something so simple

successful as Lysander had stayed single all these years. The

looked like he wanted to come over but hesitated, probably

just greeted her softly,

undeniably handsome, but it wasn't just his looks. It was his calm. grounded presence that really stood out. He was the same

risen to the rank of four-star general. His success was practically legendary. and

his silver-spoon upbringing and all those fancy

time Asher saw Lysander hitting new highs, it pissed him off for no real reason, and before long. Elara found herself looking at Lysander as some kind

she really thought about it, she had no beef with him-Lysander had

her, Elara swallowed her emotions and asked, trying to

you want?"

smile. Just

added quickly. "Look, I know you don't wanna