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!"

your abs for

rocks and play with me

section, not a wishing well! Hey, cutie, I'm 56 years old with 30 years of cleaning experience. I make 450 dollars a month, can take care of kids and handle hard work. I'd love to date you-not

couldn't take more than three minutes before I was completely freaked out by

I was obsessed with watching some

behind the screen was blissfully unaware of all the

piecing together intricate crafts. On quiet afternoons, when the weight of the world lifted just a little, he'd sit with the

than just a gift—it was a piece of him, carefully

watched the kids play, my

heard anything about Taylor?" The question left my lips before I could

passed since Taylor went missing, and yet I

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

lungs. "Since you're here to honor Jeffrey, just go ahead. He asked us not to make a big deal. After today, there's no need

the quiet

Though he had

he carried the

That lingering connection seemed

probably didn't want to see us. It's enough that

don't want to see him either. If it weren't for him,

is all Brynn's doing. Jeffrey

somewhere far beyond us. "Look around. Who

Carter had revealed to me was darker and crueler

could someone be so callous,

in the air, "The organization is falling apart. You've already torn through so many of them. What's

out a hollow laugh, her eyes distant. "What's next? Whatever life throws at us. Wherever my lover goes,

was a far cry from the fiery, determined woman I once knew. Amber had become something

expression was one of quiet resignation, his shoulders heavy with a burden only he could truly understand. "People like

past. Not really."

wants his parents to love him. You

you really going

words hung in

Boltons had finished

pushing the kids in a stroller, came over. His presence was a small

softened the moment she saw Everett. She leaned down and gently cupped his face in her hands, her smile tender