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Evelyn
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2026-10-03 20:23:37Cassandra hung up the phone.
Her hand trembled. Her heart pounded. The words echoed in her mind—I'm dying, Cassandra. I need to see you. Before it's too late.
She stood frozen in the middle of the bedroom, the phone still clutched in her fingers. The world around her blurred. The walls seemed to close in. She couldn't breathe.
Dante found her there.
He'd been in the study, going over paperwork. But something—some instinct—had pulled him toward the bedroom. He pushed open the door and saw her standing there, pale as a ghost, her eyes wide and empty.
"Cassandra?" He crossed the room in three quick strides. His hands found her shoulders, gripping them gently. "What happened? What's wrong?"
She looked at him. Her lips parted, but no words came out.
"It's my grandmother," she finally whispered. "She's dying."
---
Dante didn't hesitate.
"We'll go. Tonight."
She shook her head. "You don't have to—"
"I'm not letting you go alone." His voice was firm. Final. "We go together. Or not at all."
She stared at him for a long moment. Then she nodded.
---
The drive to Evelyn's house was silent.
Cassandra sat in the passenger seat, her hands clasped in her lap, her eyes fixed on the road ahead. The streetlights flashed past, one after another, casting fleeting shadows across her face.
She hadn't seen her grandmother since the confession. Since she'd learned the truth about her mother's death. Since her world had shattered into a million pieces.
She didn't know what she would say. She didn't know if she could forgive her.
She didn't know if she wanted to.
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Evelyn's house was small and quiet.
The porch light was on, casting a warm glow across the front steps. A nurse met them at the door—a kind-faced woman who led them to the bedroom.
Evelyn was bedridden.
She looked small. Fragile. A shadow of the woman Cassandra remembered. Her skin was pale and papery, her hands thin and trembling. Her eyes, though—her eyes were still sharp. Still aware.
They lit up when she saw Cassandra.
"Cassandra." Her voice was barely a whisper. "You came."
Cassandra crossed the room slowly. Her legs felt heavy. Her heart pounded.
She sat beside the bed. She took her grandmother's hand.
She didn't speak.
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Evelyn told her everything.
The full story. The guilt she'd carried for twenty years. The nightmares that haunted her every night. The shame that had eaten away at her soul.
"I was a coward," Evelyn whispered. "I let my daughter die to save you. And then I lied to you. For twenty years. I lied to you every single day."
Cassandra's eyes burned. Tears slid down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry," Evelyn said. "I'm so sorry. I know it's not enough. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. But I need you to know—I loved you. I've always loved you. You were the only thing that kept me going."
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Cassandra didn't know if she could forgive her grandmother.
But she knew she couldn't let her die alone.
"I'm here," she said quietly. "I'm not leaving."
Evelyn's face crumpled. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She squeezed Cassandra's hand with what little strength she had left.
"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you."
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That night, Cassandra couldn't sleep.
She sat by Evelyn's bedside, watching her grandmother breathe. The rise and fall of her chest. The flutter of her eyelids. The way her fingers twitched in her sleep.
The woman who raised her. The woman who betrayed her. The woman who loved her.
She cried. Silent tears sliding down her cheeks.
Dante found her there. He didn't speak. He just sat beside her, his hand on her back.
They stayed like that for hours.
---
The next morning, Evelyn passed away peacefully in her sleep.
Cassandra was holding her hand.
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