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."

didn't notice the door creaking open

she had just overheard. She had pretended to be drunk, all to test Bennett's feelings for her. Yet, the tragic story of his mother's fate, tied somehow to her family, had turned

slid to the floor, tears streaming down her face,

first time in ages. Though her words were few and childlike, it was nothing short of

widely, opting to share the news with Myra and Jason in a

Ilana, had made for him. The grey fabric,

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

perfect," Gordon assured him, though they both

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