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Chapter 87: My Hannah
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The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy Chapter 192
Chapter 192 Hannah's POV Both Lucas and Piper had been numb since Damon's death. Lucas hardly spoke. He just sat sometimes, staring at nothing for long minutes before pretending to be fine again. Piper… she hadn't smiled once. Her eyes were always red, even when she tried to act normal. And me …. I didn't even know what I was supposed to feel anymore. Every time I closed my eyes, I could picture the way Damon fell, the sound of the gun, the look on his face when he smiled that one last time. It played over and over like a cruel movie reel I couldn't turn off. He died because of me. Because he tried to protect me. Because I was the one Lily wanted dead. I've never felt such guilt in my entire life. Sometimes, when Lucas would reach for my hand, I'd pull away just slightly, afraid of tainting him with the darkness that's been living inside me since that night. He doesn't deserve to carry my guilt too. I wish I could turn back time, stop Damon from following us, stop the bulle
The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy Chapter 191
Chapter 191Hannah’s POVI stood behind the podium, hands trembling around the paper I’d written. The words blurred as I stared down at them, my vision swimming with tears that refused to stay hidden any longer.People were gathered, friends, family, even strangers whose lives Damon had quietly touched. Their faces were somber, some red-eyed, some lost. Lucas sat in the front row beside Damon’s mother, his hand gripping hers tightly. Piper sat just behind them, crying silently.I took a deep breath. My voice trembled when I began.“Damon Rice was… one of a kind.”My throat tightened immediately. I swallowed hard and forced myself to continue.“He was brave. He was loyal. He was… the kind of friend you don’t meet twice in a lifetime. He was someone who loved deeply and fought harder for the people he cared about. I didn’t know what it truly meant to have someone stand up for me until Damon did it, he always.” I let out a wry laugh, “He always sided with me, even when Lucas didn’t like
The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy Chapter 190
Chapter 190 Lucas' POV "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…" The priest's voice broke through the heavy silence like a distant echo, carried by the cold wind that whipped through the cemetery with bitter insistence. My fingers clenched tighter around the folded handkerchief I was holding. The white fabric was already damp from tears I didn't even remember shedding, soaked through in places where I'd pressed it against my eyes trying to stem the endless flow. Damon's coffin rested in the earth before us, polished wood gleaming beneath the gray sky like some cruel mirror reflecting back our collective grief. Mahogany, because he'd once joked that if he ever died young, he wanted to go out in style. I'd laughed then. The sound of shovels digging into the dirt felt like thunder to my ears, impossibly loud in the hushed stillness. Each thud of falling sand hit me like a heartbeat that refused to stop, a rhythm that marked time I wished would simply cease. He's really gone. The thought ci
The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy Chapter 189
Chapter 189Lucas’ POVThe hospital hallways smelled of antiseptic and panic. My hands were still sticky with Damon’s blood, drying now, cracking against my skin every time I moved my fingers. I didn’t even realize I’d been pacing until Hannah gently touched my arm.“Lucas,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “please sit down.”I couldn’t. My knees were locked, my chest tight, my ears ringing with the sound of the gunshot that refused to fade. The red stains on my shirt looked darker under the harsh hospital lights. I stared at them, feeling like if I just rubbed hard enough, just maybe… I could erase the last hour.The doors to the emergency room swung open.The doctor stepped out. His scrubs were stained too with red and brown, and I hated that I noticed that detail. His face said it all before he even opened his mouth.I froze anticipating his response, hoping for a positive feedback.“I’m sorry,” he said quietly, eyes lowered. “He lost too much blood. We tried everything we coul
The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy Chapter 188
Chapter 188 Lily's POV The flashing red and blue lights painted the night in chaos, strobing across faces frozen in horror, across the scattered debris of what should have been a perfect evening. Hands grabbed me — rough, cold, metallic cuffs clicking tight around my wrists with a finality that should have terrified me but instead only fueled the fury burning in my chest. I could hear the panicked voices, the shouts of the crowd, the echo of sirens bouncing through the square like war drums announcing my failure. "Get off me!" I screamed, thrashing against the two officers dragging me across the pavement, my heels scraping against the ground as I fought their grip. The feathers of my peacock costume scattered around me like torn wings, beautiful plumage reduced to trash littering the street. How poetic. How perfectly symbolic of everything that had gone wrong. "You don't understand! I didn't kill who I wanted to kill!" The words tasted bitter on my tongue, acidic with disappointme
The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy Chapter 188
Chapter 188 Lily's POV The flashing red and blue lights painted the night in chaos, strobing across faces frozen in horror, across the scattered debris of what should have been a perfect evening. Hands grabbed me — rough, cold, metallic cuffs clicking tight around my wrists with a finality that should have terrified me but instead only fueled the fury burning in my chest. I could hear the panicked voices, the shouts of the crowd, the echo of sirens bouncing through the square like war drums announcing my failure. "Get off me!" I screamed, thrashing against the two officers dragging me across the pavement, my heels scraping against the ground as I fought their grip. The feathers of my peacock costume scattered around me like torn wings, beautiful plumage reduced to trash littering the street. How poetic. How perfectly symbolic of everything that had gone wrong. "You don't understand! I didn't kill who I wanted to kill!" The words tasted bitter on my tongue, acidic with disappointme
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