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CHAPTER 127
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2026-08-11 14:19:02
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ELLA’S POVWe spent the following days in quiet, careful mourning, Silvermoon’s household settling into the particular hushed rhythm that grief always seemed to demand, funeral preparations proceeding alongside the accumulated exhaustion of everything else we continued managing throughout this devastating period.I found myself, throughout those difficult days, drawing on whatever strength I could manage to offer Jason Salford steady, comforting support, understanding the particular complexity of grief he carried—genuine love for the grandmother who’d raised him, tangled inextricably with continued processing of her decades-old crime and its devastating generational consequences.“I keep having moments where I forget,” he admitted one evening, sitting with me in our quarters after another exhausting day of funeral arrangements and continued security coordination. “I’ll think of something I want to ask her, some detail about the funeral planning or even something completely unrelated,
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JASON’S POVShe passed peacefully sometime near dawn, her weak grip on my hand finally, gently releasing as her breathing simply, quietly stopped, the monitors’ steady rhythm gradually settling into the flat, final silence I’d already braced myself for despite every desperate hope I’d continued carrying throughout that long, agonizing night.Dr. Marsh confirmed the devastating reality with quiet, professional gentleness, though I barely registered her careful words, my entire awareness consumed by the overwhelming, crushing grief of watching my grandmother’s final, peaceful breath finally still.I sat there for a long while afterward, unable to fully process the sheer scope of everything this single, devastating night had encompassed—her public confession of decades-old murder, the subsequent revelation of her genuine, complicated love underlying that monstrous choice, her final, selfless sacrifice protecting Ella, and now this devastating, permanent loss that somehow managed to feel
FAT, BARREN, AND REJECTED CHAPTER 127
ELLA’S POVI sat beside Jason in the hospital’s private waiting area, both of us still dressed in our formal gala attire despite the hours that had apparently passed since the chaos of Vivienne’s devastating injury, our attention fixed entirely on the closed doors beyond which medical staff continued working to stabilize her condition.“This is my fault,” I said quietly, guilt building steadily despite Jason’s earlier, gentle reassurances. “She took that hit meant for me, Jason. Whatever happens now, whatever we lose, it happened because she chose to protect me specifically.”“Don’t,” Jason said, his own voice carrying exhausted, raw emotion despite his effort to offer comfort. “She made her own choice, Ella. A genuinely selfless one, exactly as she told us herself. Don’t carry guilt for a decision that was entirely hers to make.”I understood the wisdom in his reassurance even as my own guilt continued gnawing at whatever composure I tried to maintain, thinking of Vivienne’s complica
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JASON’S POVThe armed men flooding through the gala’s entrance moved with the same coordinated, professional precision I remembered from our wedding day assault months earlier, and I felt cold, absolute fury replace whatever devastated processing I’d been managing throughout this entire exhausting evening.“Get down!” I shouted, pulling Ella instinctively behind me as the assembled crowd erupted into fresh, panicked screaming, guests scrambling in every direction as security personnel scrambled to respond to this sudden, violent second wave of attack.I understood immediately, watching the intruders’ focused, purposeful movement, exactly what they’d actually come for—not simply chaos or intimidation, but a direct attempt to seize Ella specifically, likely intended as leverage against whatever legal battle over our children’s custody Cross had just publicly announced his intention to pursue.“Behind me,” I said, positioning myself protectively between Ella and the advancing threat, my
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ELLA’S POV“You will never get anywhere near my children.” I stepped forward before I’d fully decided to speak, my voice carrying fierce, absolute conviction that cut cleanly through the gala’s continued shocked murmuring, drawing the assembled coalition’s attention fully toward me for the first time throughout this entire devastating confrontation.Cross paused at the edge of the gathering, turning back toward me with an expression carrying careful, calculated assessment rather than the dismissive indifference I might have anticipated given everything else he’d already demonstrated throughout this exhausting campaign.“Mrs. Silvermoon,” he said, his voice carrying practiced, diplomatic courtesy that did little to soften the underlying threat his words actually represented. “I understand this confrontation feels deeply personal. I assure you, whatever legal process eventually determines your children’s custody status, it will proceed through proper coalition channels, not through the
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JASON’S POVI stood there in the assembled coalition’s continued shocked silence, unable to fully process the devastating reality that the woman who’d raised me, who’d shaped nearly every principle I’d built my entire adult identity around, had committed cold-blooded murder decades before my birth, then maintained that devastating secret through an entire subsequent lifetime of careful, deliberate concealment.I thought of every lesson she’d ever taught me about honor, about legitimate leadership, about the careful, principled exercise of authority, understanding now that every single one of those lessons had been delivered by a woman who’d personally violated every principle she claimed to hold most sacred, protecting her own family’s illegitimate advantage through exactly the kind of ruthless violence she’d spent decades subsequently condemning in every other context.How did I reconcile that fundamental contradiction? How did I continue respecting anything she’d taught me, understa
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