Chapter 559

After giving his orders, Tarquin began to chain-smoke, one cigarette after another, a storm cloud of worry and anticipation brewing around him. With each passing second, the New Year's Eve countdown began outside, signaling the end of an old year and the dawn of a new one. The countdown echoed,

"10, 9, 8, 7... 3, 2, 1... Happy New Year! Cheers to a prosperous new year, haha..."

sky over Jindale City, and the sounds of celebration filled the air. But for the group of six who had promised to ring in the new year together, a cold, unyielding door separated them into two worlds. Elysia was still in the emergency room, fighting

to be the happiest year of

harsh drag of his cigarette, his eyes swollen, his heart heavy. He reminisced about every moment with Elijah. He remembered the first time he saw Elijah. Five years ago, Nola handed him the baby, wrapped in a blanket with a note claiming he was the father. Shocked and skeptical, he looked down at newborn Elijah, so tiny and wrinkled, barely the length of his arm. He took baby Elijah for a medical

paternity results confirmed Elijah was indeed his son.

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