After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter

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"Oh, girl! Every time I call, you act like I'm annoying you." Barrett teased with a smirk, then glanced outside. "Wait, hold up-is that the Hawthorne family's car?" Elara spun around, noticing the familiar car parked at

Her eyes were still a bit red from earlier, and she felt a flush of embarrassment as she realized Lysander probably saw.

She quickly turned back to Barrett, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, that's Lysander. He gave me a ride home after dinner."

Barrett arched a brow, clearly surprised. Just a while ago, she was practically fuming at the mere mention of Lysander's name.

When he first brought up the engagement, she had flat-out refused, saying she'd never have anything to do with him. And now! Dinner dates? This was something new. their gate. Lysander was stepping out, smooth and collected as ever.

Even though he was curious, Barrett kept it civil. "Lysander, why don't you come in for a minute?"

"Good evening, Mr. Kensington, Lysander replied, all polite and proper, though his tone had a slight detachment. "I'll have to take a rain check. Got somewhere I need to be."

He threw Elara a long, meaningful look-one that said way more than words-before he turned and slid back into the car.

Elara watched as the car drove off, then awkwardly followed her father into the house.

Barrett, always sharp-eyed, noticed the puffiness around her eyes. "Did he say something to piss you off?"

Elara quickly shook her head. "No, he was actually really nice."

She flopped down onto the couch, feeling Barrett's eyes still on her. It was weird seeing him so full of life and energy.

Hard to believe this was the same man who, in her memories, would eventually grow so much older, so much more distant, when he finally left this world. Barrett

kept digging for a bit, making sure she hadn't been mistreated. Once he was satisfied, he let it go.

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Monday morning, the sunlight barely creeping into the room, Elara woke up to Ursa's voice calling through the door. "Elara, Asher's here to see you."

Elara groaned, remembering the blowout from two nights ago. Things between her and Asher were done. Over. She knew it, and he well should too. There was no way she was going to keep putting up with his bullshit.

Still, she hadn't expected him to show up this early.

the stairs slowly, her gaze landing not just on Asher, but also on his father, Jefferson, who

genuinely apologetic, spoke to Barrett. "Mr. Kensington, I deeply apologize. It's my son, Asher-he's been acting out of line, and I've already dealt with him. I can assure you, he won't bother Elara again. "Elara?"

never had much tolerance for the Blackwoods, father or son. If it weren't for the fear of

backpedaled, forcing an awkward smile. "Yes, of course. Miss Kensington-my apologies, Miss

the stairs, Jefferson's eyes were glued to her. "Morning, Miss Kensington. I

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edge of

like he'd rather jump off a cliff. Asher's reluctance was written

face.

that much was obvious.

said, "Mr. Blackwood, there's really no need for any of this. Asher didn't

I heard you fired him?" Jefferson's tone was starting

this rattled when he got fired. But, of course, his situation was different. He'd been an ordinary

other deal. Tutoring Elara meant big bucks, and maybe,

Elara, Jefferson couldn't just sit back and watch the opportunity slip away. Elara sighed and spoke slowly, like she was explaining something obvious. "After years of tutoring, my grades haven't exactly improved. And Asher made it clear he couldn't stand teaching me anymore-thought 1 was too stupid to

go. There's no

how calm and composed Elara seemed

when she insisted on having Asher as her tutor. Barrett had only

was the one

surprise and relief. 'Is my girl

for the day, Barrett signaled

the house, where the driver was already waiting for her in the

the car and it started pulling away, she glanced back to see Asher still standing there, his father by his side. And then,

had gotten so bad that Asher's mom had walked out. From then on, Asher had lived

was old enough, he started supporting himself. And despite all that, the

soft spot for him. She had gone out

was that he didn't give a damn about her. He never had. She was just convenient, someone he could use. The girl

glanced away, rolling her eyes, and made her

could feel the shift in her classmates vibe. They were acting way friendlier,

girl sauntered over with a sly grin. "Hey, Elara, word is your family's rolling in it. Is it true you've been bankrolling

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