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."

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

and gently took

embrace and resting his chin on her shoulder. "Elle, I'm

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

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

started to piece things

you feel like dealing with Fiona means you're letting

broke a promise, yes, but I don't regret it, Elle. There's nothing more

between Casper and Rory, she imagined she'd feel just as torn if it were

I don't think he'd hold anything

"Alright."

was

rhythm. But no one saw Tristan's tantrum coming. At

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