Chapter 672

"Dillon, he's my best friend, the best I've ever had in my life."

Dillon got it—the bond between the two of them was something special. But Casper couldn't keep letting people use Rory's memory as an excuse to hurt his family.

"Mr. Casper, Rory wouldn't hold it against you. You've given Fiona enough chances. She's the one choosing this destructive path."

Casper wasn't cold-hearted; no one really understood the depth of his connection with Rory. It was going to take him a while to wrap his head around everything. He wished so badly that Dylan was Rory's child-it would've given him a chance to make things right. But, unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

The car finally pulled up to the old mansion. Casper's steps were heavy as he made his way inside. Eliza was still up, waiting for him in the living room. She knew Casper too well and had a pretty good idea of what he was dealing with that night. She couldn't help but feel anxious to hear what had happened.

"You're back?" she said, getting up to meet him.

Casper forced a small smile. "Why are you still awake?"

"Waiting for you."

got caught up with some stuff and lost track of time. Didn't

could sense his mood and gently took

embrace and resting his

about Fiona?" Her voice was soft, hoping he wouldn't shut

not Fiona that's bothering me. It's... Rory." He

to piece

feel like dealing with

with Fiona was something he had to do. "I broke a promise, yes, but I don't regret it, Elle. There's nothing more important than our family being safe

Rory, she imagined she'd feel just

visit Rory's grave sometime. I don't think he'd hold

"Alright."

tightly. The happiness she gave him was beyond

slipped back into its usual rhythm. But no one saw Tristan's tantrum coming. At first,

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