Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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Chapter 671

The moment I called him "Uncle," his face crumpled, and He just lost it-tears streaming down his cheeks as he broke down right in front of me.

"He always said Narelle looked like her aunt. Now I see why you and Narelle resemble each other so much," Mrs. Yule said, stepping out of the kitchen with watery eyes. She came over, gripping my hand like she wasn't planning to let go.

I pulled them both into a hug. From now on, it'd be the three of us.

That was also when I learned their names: Damien and Abby.

I brought them to my parents' gravesite. Someone-probably Matthew or his family-had left a bouquet of fresh flowers there. The irony wasn't lost on me. They were the reason my parents were gone, and now they wanted to play the remorse card with flowers? Like that could erase what they did.

My parents wouldn't forgive them. How could they? They lost everything-their lives, their chance to see me grow up.

Uncle Damien and Aunt Abby stood frozen in front of my mom's picture, crying like they'd been holding it in for years. Aunt Abby especially-she was full-on sobbing, barely keeping it together.

I knew she wasn't just seeing my mom. She was seeing Narelle, too. If I looked like Narelle, then Narelle must've been the spitting image of my mom. Not just in looks but in something deeper-the way they carried themselves. Uncle Damien and Aunt Abby asked me to move in with them. I said no. I got where they were coming from-they wanted to give me a real family, a home. But we'd never lived together before, and let's be real, my life didn't fit with theirs.

I promised to visit, and they didn't push it.

Having family again felt good in a way, but there was this heaviness underneath it all, like a weight pressing on my chest. I couldn't even explain why-it was just there.

me to

now, but I didn't go there. Instead, I

Seth came over, he asked, "Want some company

do you look

busy. Out of nowhere, my bar turned into some social media hotspot. It's packed every night, and I'm barely keeping

wasn't kidding. If I weren't a regular, there's no way I'd have

as worried as I felt. He looked rough, like he hadn't slept in days. He nodded, then clinked his glass against mine. "What's eating you?

an eyebrow at him. "Is it

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your eyes anymore," he said, straight-up, and it hit me harder than

was right. When Hayden left, he took that

my glass. "Mr. Seth, I miss him so much. What am I supposed

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Chapter 671

weight on my chest wasn't random-it was Hayden. Missing him so bad it felt like drowning, like I

say a word. He

to make me crash at

once, I didn't argue. When

eerie, the kind that makes your thoughts louder. As I walked, I suddenly felt it-someone was

"Mr. Seth, seriously, you don't need to follow me. I'm