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Chapter Sixty
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2026-10-30 18:37:34
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I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me Chapter Sixty-One
We make it back to the bunker in under fifteen minutes, and I find Julian sitting on the edge of a bunk, head in his hands, Celeste crouched in front of him with one hand resting carefully on his knee, murmuring something too quiet to hear from the doorway."Julian." I kneel beside Celeste, and he looks up, eyes red, face hollowed out in a way that goes beyond the exhaustion the rest of us are carrying. "What did he say."It takes him a moment to find his voice. "He said he knows I helped Dr. Lin issue the halt order. He said the board's already moving to remove me from any future claim on the company, effective immediately, and that if I continue, quote, actively sabotaging the family's interests during a crisis, he'll make certain I never work in this industry again under any name.""That's not the part that's hurting you," I say gently, watching his face. "Not really."He's quiet a long moment, and when he finally speaks, his voice cracks entirely. "He said my mother would be asham
I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me Chapter Sixty
I'm on my feet before I've fully processed moving, phone still clutched in my hand, sprinting back down the corridor toward my grandmother's room with Damian close behind, both of us moving with the particular desperate speed of people who understand exactly how little time a photograph like that might represent.The door is closed. I shove through it without knocking, heart slamming against my ribs, and find her exactly where I left her, propped up against her pillows, drowsy but alert, blinking at my sudden, breathless entrance with obvious confusion."Ivy? What's wrong?"Relief crashes through me so hard my knees nearly buckle, and I cross the room fast, checking the window, the door, every corner of the small space for any sign of intrusion."Someone sent me a photo," I say, breathless, still scanning the room. "Of this room. Taken from outside the window, just minutes ago."Her face pales, and Damian's already crossing to the window, checking the latch, peering out into the dark
I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me Chapter Fifty-Nine
"Missing," I say, staring at the screen. "He walked away from that lot less than two hours ago, perfectly composed, surrounded by security.""Something doesn't add up," Damian says, already reaching for the remote to unmute the broadcast.The reporter's voice fills the small waiting room, tense and uncertain, clearly working from incomplete information. "...sources inside Ashford Biotech confirm CEO Marcus Ashford has not been seen or heard from since departing an emergency distribution site approximately two hours ago. Company stock has plummeted following the earlier halt order and unconfirmed allegations circulating on social media. We go now to a statement from acting company spokesperson—"The screen cuts to a nervous-looking woman standing at a podium, flanked by two company lawyers who look even less comfortable than she does."Ashford Biotech is cooperating fully with authorities regarding Mr. Ashford's whereabouts," she reads from a card, voice flat and clearly rehearsed unde
I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me Chapter Fifty-Eight
The words land like a physical weight, settling cold and absolute across my chest."He needs more of my blood," I say slowly, "to finish the actual cure.""That's what the data suggests." Mara's voice carries a careful urgency, the sound of someone trying to deliver enormous news without triggering panic. "Which explains why he was so insistent on securing the marriage, and why Holt mentioned Celeste as an acceptable substitute only in a pinch. You're not just a witness to what he's done anymore, Ivy. You're the single remaining resource he needs to actually finish what he started."Damian's gone very still beside me, processing the same cold math I am."That means he's not finished chasing you," he says quietly. "Regardless of tonight's halt order, regardless of the public exposure, regardless of anything we've managed to accomplish so far. As long as he believes he needs your blood to complete the formulation, you're the one piece of this entire conspiracy he can't simply walk away
I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me Chapter Fifty-Seven
"Tell me," I say, bracing myself against whatever comes next."It wasn't a heart attack, which is good news, relatively speaking. But her heart is under significant strain, and given her age and the stress of tonight's events, I'd be lying if I told you this isn't serious." The doctor's voice stays level, measured, the particular careful honesty of someone who's delivered difficult news enough times to know gentleness and clarity aren't mutually exclusive. "She needs rest, monitoring, and significantly less stress than whatever she's apparently been managing tonight. I understand that's a complicated request given everything happening across the city.""Can I see her.""Briefly. She's asking for you."I find her propped up in a small recovery room, color better than it was an hour ago but still far from steady, and when she sees me, something in her face softens with relief."You look terrible," she says, voice weak but carrying a thread of her old humor."You scared the life out of m
I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me Chapter Fifty-Six
She picks up on the first ring, and the moment I hear her voice, thin and frightened in a way I've never once heard from her, every trace of warmth from the last ten minutes drains out of me entirely."Grandma. What's wrong.""I don't want to alarm you unnecessarily," she says, though her voice carries exactly the strain of someone who already knows she's failing at that. "I started having chest pains an hour ago. I called an ambulance, but the dispatcher said response times are running hours behind because of everything happening across the city, and I didn't know who else to call."My heart slams hard against my ribs. "Are you alone.""Yes.""Don't move. Don't do anything that requires exertion. I'm coming right now."Damian's already on his feet beside me, reading the urgency in my face before I've finished the call, and within minutes we're back in the car, racing through streets that have only grown more dangerous since we last drove them, past abandoned vehicles and the distant
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