Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 527 Not Even a Moment With Jeffrey gone, I turned to leave, but then my gaze landed on Amber and Dominic standing in the distance.

Dominic, dressed in solemn white, kept to the shadows, his figure barely noticeable. He didn't want attention. His quiet presence was a tribute to Jeffrey.

Years ago, Jeffrey had unknowingly saved his father and the Carlyns, and Dominic had never forgotten that debt.

Despite their efforts to remain hidden, I noticed them, trying to stay out of sight behind a tree. They looked suspicious, as if they were up to something.

Amber's voice suddenly broke the stillness. "We're here to pay respects, not to steal anything. You shouldn't crouch and skulk around."

Dominic reached over and ruffled her hair. "Calm down. We'll get in once the Boltons are gone."

Their relationship had clearly grown. Amber's voice wasn't as sharp as it once

was.

It didn't surprise me. Though Amber had come to love Dominic a little later, they had eventually found each other.

Life is short, after all. In the end, when two people truly love each other, the past seems like something better left behind.

Dominic's history wasn't much different from mine, either. He, too, had been shaped by loss.

I walked over to them, speaking softly, "Amber, it's been a while."

Amber jumped, startled. The moment she saw me, her face flushed red with annoyance. "Chloe, are you crazy? Do you enjoy scaring people?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Scaring others isn't fun. But you, you're a riot. It's been forever since I had your homemade fruit juice. I was actually starting to miss it. Is that why you've been avoiding me? You don't want to make me any?"

The mention of fruit juice made her blush even deeper. "Don't you dare bring up fruit juice! You've already stolen my son. Isn't that enough?"

The Emerald Dragon organization had all but crumbled. Yael, the man once protected by the Carlyns, had returned to campus. He'd visit Everett and Everly, bringing them new toys he'd made with his own hands.

He wasn't as closed off as before. With so much talent, he even started live- streaming his carving sessions. He kept his face hidden, but I'd sometimes tune in. His streams often attracted tens of thousands of viewers.

Mostly women, who'd flood the comments with things like, "Kyah, your hands are perfect!"

"His voice is so calming!"

"Even without seeing his face, I'm pretty sure he's got abs!"

so I can screenshot your abs for my grandma. She's

rocks and play with

well! Hey, cutie, I'm 56 years old with 30 years of cleaning experience. I make 450 dollars

before I was

this, he'd probably think I

knew was that the mysterious guy behind the screen was blissfully unaware of all the madness surrounding him—simple, naïve, and completely unaffected by

delicate figurines or piecing together intricate crafts. On quiet afternoons, when the weight of

than just a

I watched the kids play, my

about Taylor?" The question left my lips before I could stop it, the worry still

missing, and yet I couldn't stop searching. I couldn't

exchanged a long look before Amber spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "We're still looking. Sometimes I wish we'd put a chip

the air into my lungs. "Since you're here to honor Jeffrey, just go ahead. He asked us not to make a big

the quiet

he had

the weight

lingering connection seemed to

he murmured, his voice steady but distant. "He probably

him either. If it weren't for him, my

this is all Brynn's doing. Jeffrey was a victim in

beyond

Carter had revealed to me was darker and crueler than

could someone be so callous, so intent on

to move past the discomfort in the air, "The organization

eyes distant. "What's next? Whatever life throws at us. Wherever my lover goes, I

woman I once knew. Amber had become something else more subdued, more resigned. The change

expression was one of quiet resignation, his shoulders heavy with a burden only he could truly understand. "People like us don't get to live like normal folks, he said quietly. "We've saved

past. Not really."

just wants his parents to love

going to leave him

words hung in

had

stroller, came over. His presence was a small relief in the tense silence. "Amber,"

cupped his