As Landon entered the living hall, his eyes reddened from the emotions swelling within him. Everything appeared unchanged, as if nothing had occurred.

A gentle voice, once a source of comfort, broke the silence. "Mr. Landon, you're back."

"I'm back," he choked out. His smile, though warm, faded as he realized there would be no reply to follow.

With a heavy thud, Landon's knees buckled beneath him. He crumpled onto the floor, his once sturdy frame folding inward. Silent sobs wracked his body as he curled into a ball.

"Landon!"

"Mr. Landon!"

Jasper and Jordan rushed to his side; concern etched on their faces. But the only response was the quiet sound of wet tears hitting the ground.

his head in his arms, his body wracked

force yourself to do it,"

to rise, using his arms

ascend the staircase, Jasper's heart

Angelina would always bring a flamboyant grin to Landon's face. She wasn't just an employee; she was family—a loyal companion through

room

pristine, with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. Its simplicity

space, remained by the door as Landon gently brushed his fingertips

beheld each luxurious evening gown, carefully preserved in plastic as if untouched by time. Tears welled in his eyes as

with emotion as he lifted out a

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