Chapter 808

Barry's funeral was a reverent affair, thanks to the combined efforts of the Abernathy and Ashbourne families.

As the day waned and the Fairhaven family dispersed, Jareth remained knelt in the chapel, his gaze fixed on his grandfather's portrait, unwilling to leave.

Evadne had gone home to be with Emeric, while Thaddeus stayed by Jareth's side until the end.

"Jareth, you're exhausted. It's time to head back and get some rest," Thaddeus sighed, moving to help him up, but finding him as unyielding as iron.

"I can't rest yet. There's still Lily's affairs to look after," Jareth replied, his voice almost robotic.

The bone-deep weariness in his tone twisted Thaddeus' heart.

Lily.

That name, unspoken by them all these days, because they knew it was the gaping, bleeding wound in Jareth's heart that would never heal.

"I'll help you. Don't worry, I'm here for you," Thaddeus said, his voice gravelly with emotion.

Lily was gone, and no words of comfort seemed to hold any weight.

"I remember Lily once said she wanted a simple, peaceful life. Even for her own funeral, she wanted it plain and quiet, to slip away like a raindrop vanishing in a shower. Nothing could be more fitting," Jareth said, his breath hitching as a nascent smile shattered before it could fully form. "But with me, all the fighting, never a day of peace or comfort. Thad, I destroyed Lily's life, it was me. I'm responsible for her death. She has no kin left in this world. How can I possibly make amends, how can I ever repay her?"

Thaddeus knelt beside him, his large hand patiently patting Jareth's back,

"Jareth, don't do this to yourself. Lily wouldn't want to see you so broken. You need to stay strong, to protect the Fairhaven legacy, and Marilla. That way, her sacrifices won't be in vain."

that Thaddeus and Jareth

Jareth murmured in the dimly lit car, his face pale but his voice steady. "I want to sort through

and Lily for a long time.

face sat in the back, and Jareth, only minutes after the

"Jareth, we're here."

Jareth rubbed his face, looking haggard as he stepped out of

and Dean followed closely,

He looks like he's holding on, but he's

"I know."

but he was at a loss on how best

trembling fingers entered the familiar

living room, his gaze swept across the

"Mr. Jareth, you're back."

ethereal and melodious, floated into his ears. Jareth's face

"I'm back."

he longed for would

proud stature crumbled, and he knelt, his body curling inward as if to retreat into a

"Jareth!"

"Mr. Jareth!"

Dean rushed to his side, but they heard the

Dean and me handle this. Don't push yourself," Thaddeus said, wrapping

"It's okay. I'm okay."

fiercely wiped away his tears and pushed himself up from

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