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.

Finished

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."

grabbed bowls and utensils. Whitney, however, was frowning,

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

had been in Chloe's body, I probably would have

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were guilty in different

Finished

mere pawn, I wanted to go after the real threat behind

before she passed to let go of revenge and not seek

harm Whitney or me. That meant Grandma was

brought them up in front

was nearing the end, so why not take

had played a final trick on Dominic before she

accept the Sanders' fall from grace and dragging future generations down with it. So, she had wanted Dominic to investigate and exact revenge on the Commander. She

had known the Commander's true identity and the danger it posed-so great

We were all struggling together,

Whitney with this knowledge; her pain was already too much to

soon begin loosening his hold on her, allowing

Sanders' past hidden,

to live, even with that hate. It

day. You need to eat so you can have

"Chloe, I don't

voice cut through. "If you don't

beside her. Whitney seemed to remember something and lowered her head, quietly

love" was harsh, but

little too,

glanced down, his expression grim. "Don't worry. My mom won't let

but sigh, seeing his sad face.

wanted to

find a big one, and

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Grandma Had Played

"Why?"

it's easier to cry, throw a fit, or hang

I was speechless.

on between

With Taylor

for the two of them, and as Taylor

It was clean, and

waving a bedsheet, shouting about how death was