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Chapter 220
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Estelle’s POVI was already at the stove when the flat started waking up.The pan sizzled quietly. Butter melted in small golden pools while I pushed scrambled eggs around with a spatula, folding them over themselves the way Chloe liked—soft, broken into big loose curds.Toast sat in the toaster, not yet popped.A glass of orange juice stood on the counter at room temperature, because Lucas hated cold drinks and I knew that now.Chloe arrived first.She came shuffling into the kitchen dragging her blanket behind her on the floor like a fabric tail. Her hair stood out in about six different directions, her eyes were puffy and half-closed, and she climbed onto a kitchen chair using both arms and one knee as if the chair were actively trying to defeat her.“Triangles,” she announced.“Good morning to you too,” I said without turning.“Triangles,” she repeated firmly, planting her chin on her folded arms on the table. “My toast. Cut into triangles. Not rectangles. Not squares. Not whateve
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Harrison’s POVEstelle’s arms tightened across her chest.“She couldn’t stand it,” I continued. “She couldn’t look at you without seeing the thing she’d worked her entire life to erase. And she couldn’t stand that you carried it openly and it didn’t seem to bother you at all.”“It didn’t bother me,” Estelle said quietly. “My parents were good people. They loved me. I had nothing to be ashamed of.”“I know,” I said.“Your mother made me feel like I should be ashamed of it.”“I know.”“For years, Harrison.”“I know.”Her arms uncrossed. She gripped the edge of the counter behind her with both hands, and for a moment she just stood there, staring at me across the kitchen table. Her eyes were dry but the skin around them had gone pink, and she was blinking faster than normal.“Do you know what the worst part was?” she asked quietly. “It wasn’t the comments. It wasn’t the looks. It wasn’t even the fake photograph or the divorce or any of it.”I shook my head.“The worst part was that you n
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Harrison’s POVThe sudden absence of water made the kitchen feel enormous. She stood with her back to me, both gloved hands resting on the edge of the sink. Water dripped from the pot into the basin.“Keep going,” she said quietly.“The charity boards she claimed membership of,” I said. “Three of them have no record of her name. The family connections she cited for twenty years—cousins in London, a great-aunt who left property in Belgravia. I’ve never met any of them. Not at Christmas, not at my wedding. Because they don’t exist.”I set the fork down.“She built herself from scratch,” I said. “Piece by piece. She figured out which charities mattered, which schools impressed people, which dinners led to the right introductions. She did it alone, and she did it so thoroughly that by the time I was old enough to notice, the performance had become the person.”Estelle pulled off the first glove. One finger at a time—index, middle, ring, pinkie, thumb. The rubber made a small sucking sound
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Harrison’s POVI didn’t take off my coat.The flat was dim when I walked in—hallway light on, kitchen light on, everything else dark. Down the corridor, two sets of breathing drifted through the cracked door of Chloe’s room. One fast and shallow, the other deeper, slower.I slowed my steps so my shoes wouldn’t scuff as I passed. Through the gap I could see Lucas curled on his cushion pile, one arm flung across a stuffed bear that wasn’t his. Chloe lay in the bed above him, blanket pulled to her chin, mouth slightly open.I kept walking.When I reached the kitchen, Estelle was standing at the sink.Yellow rubber dish gloves on, sleeves shoved up past her elbows. She was scrubbing a pot. The tap ran hard enough that water splashed back against the basin in small bursts.The pot was already clean. I could see the metal gleaming under the stream. She kept scrubbing anyway. The sponge dragged across the bottom in long, firm strokes, squeaking against steel that didn’t need any more attenti
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Harrison’s POVI finished my tea.“I should go,” I said quietly. “Lucas is at Estelle’s.”If the name landed on her, she didn’t show it. She stood and walked me to the door the way she always did, touching my arm, falling into step beside me through the hallway.“Make sure he takes his vitamins,” she said at the door. “And Harrison—eat properly. You’re too thin. You always get thin when you’re stressed and then you get that grey look around your eyes and it ages you terribly.”“I’ll eat properly.”“Promise me.”“I promise.”I hugged her. The way I always did—my arms around her narrow frame, her hand patting my back twice, the familiar smell of her perfume. Something floral, something she’d worn for thirty years.When I was small, that smell had meant safety. It had meant the world was managed and arranged and under control and nothing bad could reach me.I held on a second longer than usual. She didn’t comment on it.I walked to my car. I sat in it outside her house and stared through
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Harrison’s POVMother moved from topic to topic without pause, but nothing she said touched the real reason I was sitting at her table.For twenty more minutes I let it happen.Her voice filled the kitchen in the same way I had known my entire life. It moved through the room easily, the way it always had. Certain that the world made sense if you managed it properly.I wrapped my hands around the blue mug and let the warmth sink into my palms.Sitting there, listening to her talk about ordinary things, I understood something quietly devastating.I was saying goodbye to this kitchen.She stood and walked to the shelves behind the counter. Dozens of books sat in neat rows. She kept them arranged by subject, labels titles forward like a display in a shop window. One book had shifted slightly out of line.She nudged it back into place.“You know,” she said casually, her back still turned, “it’s a shame about Estelle’s family.”I didn’t speak.“I mean—they tried, I’m sure,” she continued. “
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Estelle’s POVWe stared at each other and I could hear Lucas shifting on the examination table behind us, hear the rustle of his jacket, but I couldn’t make myself look away from Harrison’s face.“Come to the dinner,” Harrison said hoarsely, taking one more step closer. “Bring Karl and Chloe. Come a
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Estelle’s POVI stared at Harrison and my mind went completely blank for a second, just white noise and confusion, because this made no sense.Estelle turned around slowly, so slowly I could count the seconds, and when she finally faced me her expression was pure disbelief.“You’re joking,” I said f
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Lyndsey’s POVI knocked twice on Lucas’s bedroom door before pushing it open, the chocolate bar already in my hand.He was sitting on his bed with his hearing aids in, his small hand slowly turning the volume dial like the audiologist had taught him. When he saw me, his face went blank.“Hi, sweethe
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Harrison’s POVMy office was quiet, and all I could think about was Estelle pressed against that bathroom sink, her hands gripping the counter behind her, her eyes wide and furious and something else I didn’t want to name.Does he make you happy?I’d asked her that and she’d lied. I knew she’d lied
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