When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 2059

The minutes crept into hours, the hours into days, until summer break slipped quietly upon the town, freeing every classroom and playground.

Cecilia brought the two kids home, and together, they returned to the Rainsworth Manor for a family reunion.

These weekly pilgrimages-sometimes once, sometimes twice-let her hold her two younger sons close and feel, for a few unhurried evenings, that the world was stitched back together.

With school closed, crowds of workers soon began their own journeys home, trains and buses swelling with people chasing the warmth of reunion.

On one hazy afternoon of departures and arrivals, Cecilia's phone vibrated. Calvin's name glowed on the screen.

"Ceci, we finally found Sven."

"Are you serious? How is he?"

Sven had vanished for more than a month, a silence that gnawed at Cecilia each night like a loose tooth she could not ignore.

"He's alive and stable," Calvin answered. "But he's in the hospital right now, and he can't contact you and his girlfriend for now."

Hospital?

A prickle of unease told Cecilia there was more beneath the polite summary.

"What else?"

"Details should come from Sven himself," Calvin replied. "Give him a little time. He'll reach out when he can."

"All right," she conceded, letting the question die on her tongue.

Cecilia hurried to share the

had been drifting through her days, misplacing files, forgetting appointments-her thoughts orbiting

whispered, afraid to believe

course. Calvin swore he's safe-just unable to call for now.

unwilling to tighten the

that, Charlotte's rigid posture eased

long as

had been Charlotte's enemy lately-every night birthing new nightmares where Sven abandoned her

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reply. He simply lowered his head and covered

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