Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 275

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In the dead of night, Ellie sat on a stool, leaning against Harold’s bedside. She cradled the new leather jacket she had bought for her dad.

She put the jacket on him, but Harold insisted on saving it for the Christmas. She had promised that once she and Aaron earned enough to buy a house, they would bring their parents to live in the city.

She also had said she would buy a wheelchair so Harold and Joanna could spend evenings at the square watching people dance or go to the park to play chess.

She had kept nagging that when she and Aaron weren’t home, Harold would have to take care of himself, as they didn’t want Joanna to worry.

he needed to witness her and

days had passed. And

her dad’s jacket, her sobs breaking like fragile glass.

leather, her voice muffled and heavy, she cried. “Dad, weren’t you always the one who listened to Aaron? He told

hold on a little longer? Now that you’re gone, what is mom supposed to do? How lonely must

eyes painfully fixed on Ellie in the room; his chest felt like it was gripped tightly by an unseen hand, making it nearly impossible

Layton came over and forcibly pulled Alex out of

to finish. Layton feared that Alex might lose control and go

cigarette and a lighter. After you left, Haley walked into the Thompson residence.

night, Harold

undeniably the result of his actions. Putting aside Alex’s past interactions with Ellie, this alone was reason enough for Ellie

refuses to forgive you for the rest of

wall, eyes only for the few piglets below, smoking continuously. His complexion was pale, his red eyes showing

following day before dawn, people were busily preparing for Harold’s burial. Though the

mostly close relatives, joined by some dear colleagues and friends. That night, everyone hardly slept a

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