Chapter 8

Lorian clenched his fist, his eyes locked on the crash report on her phone.

“Auntie, I’ll find her.”

Sylvia’s mother hesitated, then looked up at him with red–rimmed eyes.

“Lorian, don’t you… haven’t you always hated Sylvia?”

“Your wedding is happening right now–don’t throw it away. Sylvia… I can search for her myself.”

She turned to leave, but Lorian caught her arm, his eyes wild.

“Did Sylvia act strange before leaving? When exactly did she go? Did she… say anything about me?”

“Two nights ago, after you left with Jocelyn. She said she needed space–that the house felt suffocating.”

“I didn’t push her. She seemed so down. I thought she was worried your father would blame her for something. I never imagined today…”

Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.

Before he could speak, Sylvia’s mother pulled out a gift box from her purse.

“This is from you, right? Sylvia wasn’t home, so I signed for it. Looks expensive. If Sylvia were here, she

would’ve loved it.”

wedding is starting.

terrified you’d mistreat Sylvia. She lost her father young and bottles everything up. Seeing how you looked after her all these years was such a relief. She treated you differently from everyone. She trusted you completely, Lorian. You’ve been such a good brother to her.”

from heaven right now, she’d

what was left of

echoed in his head like

A good brother?

he deserve

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alive? Would she

this revenge scheme, would Sylvia be here right now,

hammered at his brain. But reality doesn’t deal in “what

again, urging him

stage and addressed

apologize, but today’s wedding is canceled. There’s a family emergency I need to handle.”

food. Consider this an

Jocelyn’s face transformed with shock. She rushed

ready for the

me again?

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