Chapter 60

Briony listened to Irwin's sharp words, feeling nothing but numbness inside.

Maybe it was for the best. She wasn't Irwin's mother, after all. Maybe it was time to let things go back to how they should be.

She would step out of Stewart and Irwin's lives for good, and let everything return to its proper course.

Without another glance back, Briony turned and walked straight for the door.

"Briony "

A sudden fit of coughing cut through the silence.

Stewart's face changed instantly. "Irwin?"

Irwin was gasping for breath, clutching his chest as he began to collapse.

"Irwin!" Stewart scooped him into his arms, turning desperately to Briony. "He's having an asthma attack!"

Briony's hand froze on the doorknob.

"Mom... cough... Mom..." Even as Stewart held him, Irwin's pale face was contorted in pain. Despite everything, he instinctively reached out a trembling hand toward Briony, pleading, "Mom, I can't breathe... cough..."

Briony's grip on the doorknob tightened.

She squeezed her eyes shut, telling herself not to give in. Stewart was here—he'd make sure Irwin was alright...

"Where's Irwin's inhaler?!"

faltered, then spun

the breathless boy, his

earlier defiance. Now,

the door, she

after her, Irwin limp in his

bedroom, Briony yanked open the top drawer

his breathing gradually steadied. Nestled in Briony's

gently laid him on the bed

all, Briony didn't say a word,

Irwin with quiet tenderness,

Irwin's

Stewart called after her.

back, just headed downstairs without

frowned and hurried to

her

get a cab tonight. Just stay here, at least

glanced out

morning, but now the sky was

the biting wind. It was

pulled her wrist free of his grasp. "Don't worry about me. If I managed to get here, I can

down

wakes up, he'll want to see you," Stewart said

Briony stopped, halfway down.

him, standing at the top of the stairs, still

looking down on

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