Chapter 890

The air was thick with tension, almost suffocating in its stillness.

Bennett's suspicions, first sparked by a conversation with his father, were finally confirmed by his younger brother, sending a tidal wave of emotion crashing over him. For the first time, his usually unshakeable demeanor faltered, and he seemed to collapse in on himself, drained of all strength.

"Bennett, dad's hanging in there, thanks to a Herculean effort from Chasel, Evadne, Thaddeus, and myself. He's fragile, can't take any more bad news. If you can't sort things out with that lady, it's going to haunt the Ashbourne family for a long time," Elvis said, his handsome face set in a cold, hard line. "If you can't do it, I'll step in. I've got a thick skin, and I can be tough when I need to be."

"No, that won't be necessary," Bennett replied, his voice raw with suppressed agony. "I've made things clear to her. It's over between us, completely over. Bringing her home tonight was just... I couldn't leave her passed out in the hallway, that's all."

Elvis looked at his brother, his expression softening into a sigh as he clapped Bennett's shoulder with a heavy hand. "Let's head back. They will be worried sick about us."

they didn't notice the door creaking open behind

to test Bennett's feelings for her. Yet, the tragic story of his

streaming down her face, the pain of

as Marilla spoke for the first time in ages. Though her words were few and childlike, it was nothing short of a miracle, bringing tears

opting to share the news with Myra and Jason in a more intimate setting, preparing them

Ilana, had made for him. The grey fabric, once a symbol of their bond, now felt like a reminder of wounds that could

can you tell where it's been mended?" he asked, his reflection a mix of

Gordon assured him, though they both

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