Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 525

Chapter 525 Farewell A weight settled in my chest, cold and crushing. I could not wait any longer-I had to call Carter.

The phone rang. Then, at last, his voice came through, rough, and weary. "Chloe."

I tried to speak, but the words caught in my throat. "Dad, he ... "

Carter's silence stretched before he forced the words out. "He's gone."

The phone slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a dull thud.

I had known this moment would come. Jeffrey prepared everything, leaving no loose ends. The signs were there. The outcome had always been certain.

But knowing and accepting were two different things.

The finality of it struck like a blade, sharp and merciless.

I dropped to my knees, my hands covering my face. Sobs broke free, and tears spilled between my fingers. My whole body shook.

He had been a good man. A pillar of quiet strength. For 20 years, he had stood in my life like an unwavering presence, and I had come to love him as a grandfather.

If he had stayed-weak, frail, bound to a hospital bed—it wouldn't have mattered.

He still would have been here. There would have been someone to visit, someone to miss.

Now, he was gone, and with him, the last thread holding the Boltons together had begun to fray.

"Jeffrey, why did it have to be this way?"

His health had failed him, but medicine had come so far. The Boltons had wealth,

power, and connections. They could have kept him here a little longer.

But Carter had been right. No one could hold back a man who had already chosen to go.

I buried my grandmother. Now, I had

had loved me, guided me, made

left strict instructions. You must take care of yourself. Please ... don't

laughter had filled the house. Now, silence pressed in from every side. I looked up and saw Everett standing still, his gaze distant, his eyes searching for something

warmth, light and fleeting, brushed over me, like a hand resting softly atop my

I saw nothing. But I knew. He had come

leave me behind. Not yet.

same kindness he

throat, and I whispered through trembling lips, "I'll take care of Everett and Everly. I swear. So please

lifting a few strands of my

then settled. The house remained as it

had let

piercing cries, their laughter vanishing as if snatched away by

sprang into

and the other checked their

refused milk and comfort

tonight?" one of the nannies murmured. "They're not wet, and they just ate. Could they be sick? Should

pushing myself upright

obeyed, exchanging

weakly. "Tell

older nanny frowned.

parted, but the words stuck. It took effort to force them out. "My father-in-

eyes darting between me and the restless

Perhaps, in their minds, grief had cursed this house, following us

questions. I waved them off. "Just do

"Yes, ma'am."

them gently. Their tiny faces were blotchy with tears, their cries still hiccupping in their throats. I gave them the softest smile I

understand. Their exhaustion soon won over,

did not

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