Chapter 439 A Blessing or a Curse

48 Pearls

If that really was the truth… how was he supposed to face Dalton? How was he supposed to face himself?

Winston didn’t dare think any deeper.

If he had the choice, he would’ve rather stayed in the dark forever. Just like before.

But Jean shattered that illusion.

She laid everything out in front of him–bloody and raw–every bit of truth he’d tried to avoid.

And just as he’d feared… it was exactly what he’d suspected.

His eyes burned hot, but still–no tears fell.

It had been a long time since Winston cried.

He’d numbed himself so completely over the years that it was like his tear ducts had dried up.

Even now, there were no tears.

Only a churning tide of emotion in his eyes, the sting behind them growing sharper by the second.

his hand over them—a feeble, instinctive shield against the

softly, worry evident in

didn’t

she let silence take over, quietly giving

there, facing each other on the deserted stretch of road, a chill breeze brushing past them in the

spoke. No one

Winston dropped his

His eyes were bloodshot..

expression on

in his eyes glinted sharp in the

okay?” Jean scratched her head, awkward and unsure what to

never seen him like this

fine,” Winston muttered, his voice

Fine? Really?

He didn’t look fine

it silently, but Winston only gave her a sideways glance and

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Blessing or a

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things had already come this far. I

barely audible. “Dalton didn’t want me to tell you. He

I thought–maybe you

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