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Author: Ashley Wright
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-27 02:42:47

Chapter 76 – The Family Reckoning

The morning after the festival, I expected awkwardness. Regret. Maybe even avoidance. Instead, I woke to the smell of bacon and coffee drifting under my door.

Curiosity pulled me into the hallway, where I found Desmond in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, flipping pancakes like some domestic god.

“You cook?” I asked, blinking.

He didn’t look up. “Don’t sound so shocked. I had to learn early. My mom worked, my dad didn’t lift a finger, and my brothers never cared. Someone had to.”

Something in his tone made me ache. This was the version of Desmond no one saw—the one who’d carried more than his share, the one who hid tenderness under layers of steel.

I sat on a stool at the counter, watching him work. “You’re full of surprises.”

He smirked faintly. “Don’t spread that around. I have a reputation.”

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Breakfast was calm, almost peaceful. Until his father walked in.

The man barely acknowledged the spread on the table, or the fact that his son had made it. H
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