Chapter 313

Just as the car came to a halt, Evan shoved open the door and bolted out. He'd been here before and navigated his way to the apartment entrance with a familiarity that had his hands shoved in his pockets and his pace brisk. The last thing he wanted was to spend another second in the car with Tarquin.

It was suffocating! Too much to bear! He wanted to give Tarquin a piece of his mind, maybe even more, but restraint was a cruel companion.

Inside the car, Tarquin sat frozen, staring through the window at his son's retreating figure, feeling a billion wounds slash at his heart. His sorrow was a dam breached, unstoppable. His facade of composure crumbled, tears streaming down his face.

Lowell, stepping out to help him with the door, couldn't help but feel a wave of pity. "Tarquin, take a moment, will you? Elijah would never treat you this way. This isn't him. It's like... remember the Elijah who showed up on Thanksgiving, the one who lost it? That's who we're dealing with now, not your son."

together, a lightbulb moment illuminating his understanding. He'd been so caught up in his grief that he'd overlooked the whole

Elijah was the original, then the one who made an appearance first on Thanksgiving, the one with impeccable manners, was personality number one. And now, this defiant, rebellious version claiming to be "the boss," exuding a 'too cool for school'

each with or without access to Elijah's

The one who hurt him wasn't his Elijah. But then, his worry returned. Benjamin had also mentioned that these new personalities took over whenever Elijah was extremely agitated or when something triggered a

now with a grim expression, got out of the car. He dialed Benjamin, urging him to come quickly, as he chased after Evan, piecing everything together. Elijah was fine when he left to pick up some groceries. It was during

very well about Elijah's condition, did

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