Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 453 Grandma Had Played a Final Trick on Dominic

I felt powerless as an observer. The rift between them was too wide for mere words to mend.

I had already suspected Taylor's motives.

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I approached Whitney and helped her to her feet. "Don't cry. You need to be careful with your heart. What if you make yourself sick?"

It was only when she saw me that Whitney seemed to find some comfort. She threw herself into my arms, her tears flowing freely as if she were a helpless child.

I gently patted her back. "There, there. You still have me. I will always be here for you."

Whitney sobbed, her voice breaking as she choked on her words. "But... my dad and the others...

"They're gone now. All we can do is live on. You're the only family I have left in the Sanders family. If something happens to you, I don't know what I'll do."

I knew I was laying it on thick, but I needed her to find a reason to keep going. Even if it was just for me, she had to push through.

She sniffled, and I wiped away her tears, glancing over at Taylor. "Do you have any food?"

"Yes, come with me."

I helped Whitney stand. She hadn't eaten in nearly a full day, and she had grown so frail. My only wish was to help her regain her strength, even if just a little.

As we entered the dining room, a tall figure pulled me in a hug. Yael, his voice thick with worry, muttered, "You really scared me!"

Now that I understood the secrets of the Carlyns, I no longer feared him.

I patted his head and smiled. "See? I'm still here. No need to be scared."

Yael, so large with his red-rimmed eyes, reminded me of a big polar bear.

I recalled childhood pictures of him, all chubby and adorable.

If life had been kinder to him, perhaps he wouldn't have turned out this way. He would have had loving

parents.

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"I'm starving," I said, trying to gently push his bulky form aside.

A grin spread across his face. "I've already made the food. You need to eat a lot."

quickly grabbed bowls and utensils. Whitney, however, was frowning, clearly unhappy to see me

hurt the Sanders so much. How can you smile at him? He's

I probably would have agreed. But now, my perspective had

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Had Played a

guilty in different

Finished

of holding onto hatred for a mere pawn, I wanted to go after the

before she passed to let

it clear they wouldn't harm Whitney or me. That meant Grandma was warning me not to

why had Grandma brought them up

the end, so why

Grandma had played

had wanted Dominic to investigate and exact revenge on the Commander. She wanted us safe, letting

had known the Commander's true identity and the danger

We were all struggling together, facing

this knowledge; her pain was already too much to

wasn't mistaken, Taylor would soon begin loosening his

he had kept the Sanders' past hidden, even pushing Whitney

live, even with that hate. It

day. You need to eat so you can have the strength for everything

"Chloe, I

voice cut through. "If you don't eat, I'll feed you

sat beside her. Whitney seemed to remember something and

of love" was

little too, leaving some

grim. "Don't worry. My mom won't let him

couldn't help but sigh, seeing his sad face.

really wanted to speak with

Just find a big one,

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453 Grandma Had Played a

"Why?"

fit, or hang yourself on strong branches

I was speechless.

going on between

as best I could. With Taylor there I didn't need to

of them, and as Taylor

an orchard, safe from snakes. It was clean, and

waving a bedsheet, shouting about how death was better than