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Chapter 27
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—ELEANOR.-“What’s going on here?” Arthur looks taken aback, his eyes darting from me to the stylists weaving around the room like their lives depend on it.“Arthur! You’re here!” Cassandra’s voice comes from behind with excitement. She’s already up, already reaching for him with a joy only she can exude so effortlessly.“What’s going on, Grandma?” His voice is a little sharper this time as he faces her. “Why is—why is Eleanor here?”He barely glances at me.“Why are you sounding like she’s not your wife but a stranger?” Cassandra laughs, light and careless. “She’s here so we can all go to the annual gala tonight together,” she says proudly, beaming like this is some great reunion scene and not a storm waiting to explode.I sigh internally.This will not go well. I can feel it like a bad itch under my skin.Arthur’s expression shifts and something inside him breaks loose.“Grandma, this is not—” He struggles for words, then sighs, frustrated. “Why do you keep dragging Eleanor around
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—ELEANOR.-I tried.I really did.I tried to say no, to come up with any excuse I could scrape together, to tell Cassandra I wouldn’t be able to show up to the gala. I even opened my mouth, ready to list the reasons, ready to confess that things between Arthur and me weren’t as she believed. But she didn’t give me the chance. She talked right over me, like I hadn’t spoken at all. Said she had already handpicked the gown I’d be wearing. A deep green velvet number, according to her—“rich and timeless,” her words, not mine. Said I’d look stunning standing next to Arthur. Said the press would eat it up.I didn’t even try again.Because no one says no to Cassandra.Not her family. Not her board members. And certainly not the woman she still thinks is her perfect granddaughter-in-law.That’s why I need Arthur to step up and tell her the truth—that we’re divorced, that it’s final, that I’m not part of their pristine family anymore. I bury my head in my hand, then slide it down my face,
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—ELEANOR -It’s been exactly two weeks.Two weeks since I looked Arthur in the eye and told him I was tired — of the tug and pull, of the chaos he brought into my life, of the weight of loving someone who wasn’t ready to hold it. And to his credit, he’s respected my wishes. He’s given me space. Completely.My hand has fully healed now. There’s still a dull ache sometimes — a cramp here, a pinch there — but it’s not unbearable. A few gentle rotations and a quick self-massage usually fix it. The pain doesn’t linger anymore.Unlike the ache in my chest. That one stayed.I’ve spent these past two weeks holed up at home, stuffing my face with food, binge-watching documentaries I don’t even remember, and avoiding mirrors. Justin gave me time off work — “just a few weeks to breathe,” he said. But I’m done breathing into this stale, silent apartment. Cindy’s always at work, and the solitude has begun to gnaw at me like a rat in the walls.So today, I’m grateful to be leaving the house.Not f
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—ELEANOR.-I get home, finally. The sun outside is loud and gold, but in my chest, there’s only grey. Justin parks at the curb and opens the door for me before I can even thank him with my eyes. I mutter a soft, “Thanks,” but it’s all he gets. Just that — thanks. Nothing more. Because anything more would lead to something else and I can feel it. I know Justin, and I can feel the pause in his hands when he tries to help me out. The weight of persuasion is crawling up his throat. He wants to say something — offer comfort, maybe advice — but I don’t need it. I can’t afford to need anything or anyone right now.So I give him the briefest smile, the one that makes people back off without knowing why, and I disappear into the building without looking back.Cindy’s apartment smells like citrus soap and laundry. Familiar. Kind. Empty.I step in, barely removing my shoes, and drop myself onto the couch. The cushions swallow my weight like it’s been waiting for me. I let my body go slack an
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—ELEANOR.-With proper rest after the meal Arthur insisted on feeding me, I must’ve drifted off longer than I meant to. The next morning greets me with the subtle sting of awareness and a dull ache in my wrist. The IV needle has come undone, leaving a gentle pinch in its wake — but also a strange sense of freedom. The weight of the tube, the confinement of it, is gone. Finally.Doctors shuffle in like birds through an open window — white coats, clipped words, tired but practiced smiles. One of them adjusts the cuff on his wrist and speaks gently. “Your wrist needs a few more days to heal, Miss Eleanor, but there’s nothing more we can do here. Nature will handle the rest.”I nod. Of course I want to leave.There’s no reason to stay. No reason to endure another second inside this place where everything smells like antiseptic and faint betrayal. If I see either of them again — Brianna or Arthur — I might scream. Or worse: cry. I can’t give them that.Since I’d arrived in an ambulance wi
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—ARTHUR-Eleanor didn’t have to say it for me to know.The moment I mentioned Leon’s name, something in her shut down completely — a quiet, decisive closing of a door I wasn’t meant to open. Her body stilled. Her voice turned to ice. And then she asked me to leave.She didn’t scream, didn’t push, didn’t even accuse me of anything.That somehow makes it worse.Because I can tell she’s hiding something. Not just from me — from herself, too. Something buried deep in the places she doesn’t let anyone go. And whatever it is… it has to do with him.Leon.The name makes my chest tighten. I shouldn’t care. I really shouldn’t. But damn it, I do.I should stay. Press a little more. Get her to talk. But the nurse is hovering at the door like a guilty child, whispering that Brianna is throwing a tantrum over a blood test and won’t calm down unless I go.It’s ridiculous. Embarrassing. But I remember Eleanor’s words — Don’t make it harder for them. Don’t cause trouble for their work. She’s the one
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