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The Weight Of Proof
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2025-09-19 00:00:54Cole
“What?!” The word ripped out of me before I could hold it back. I shot to my feet, my chair screeching loudly against the floor. I couldn’t believe what Jason had just said. Jason, however, didn’t flinch. His face was calm, too calm, though I saw the exhaustion in his eyes. With a heavy sigh, he reached into his briefcase, pulled out a thick folder, and tossed it onto the table between us. I looked at the folder. I couldn’t bring myself to touch it. A small part of me wished Jason would laugh and tell me it was a cruel joke, that he was simply trying to prank me or something. But the way he leaned back in his chair, his expression cold and serious, told me this was no joke. “Go on,” Jason said quietly, “see for yourself.” My throat was dry. My fingers twitched, but I still didn’t move. I looked up at him, hoping for a sign that this wasn’t real. But he only nodded, insisting with his eyes
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Cole “What?!” The word ripped out of me before I could hold it back. I shot to my feet, my chair screeching loudly against the floor. I couldn’t believe what Jason had just said. Jason, however, didn’t flinch. His face was calm, too calm, though I saw the exhaustion in his eyes. With a heavy sigh, he reached into his briefcase, pulled out a thick folder, and tossed it onto the table between us. I looked at the folder. I couldn’t bring myself to touch it. A small part of me wished Jason would laugh and tell me it was a cruel joke, that he was simply trying to prank me or something. But the way he leaned back in his chair, his expression cold and serious, told me this was no joke. “Go on,” Jason said quietly, “see for yourself.” My throat was dry. My fingers twitched, but I still didn’t move. I looked up at him, hoping for a sign that this wasn’t real. But he only nodded, insisting with his eyes
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JasonI fastened the strap of my wristwatch and adjusted it over my wrist. The day ahead of me wasn’t one I was looking forward to, but it had to be done. I had put it off long enough. Cole needed to know everything, and after that, both of us would decide what would happen next and the next step to take.I pushed open the door of my room and stepped into the hallway. I had barely taken three steps when I heard a faint voice behind me.“Brother…”I stopped. My jaw tightened as that weak, pitiful, annoying tone reached my ears. I didn’t even bother to turn.“Weren’t you asked to remain in your room?” I asked coldly.Behind me, there was a shaky sniff. I finally turned. Celeste stood there, her face pale, her eyes red and wet with tears… typical Celeste.Her lips trembled as she whispered, “Please, brother… I came to beg you one more time. I know I disappointed you, and I also know you’re angry with me. But… I don’t want to go to jail.”I stared at her for a long moment, unmoved by the
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ColeA few minutes earlier…Keith’s name flashed on my phone, and the moment I heard his voice, I could already tell something was wrong.“Sir,” Keith began, “Mr. Ethan is with Mrs. Buckman.”I froze. “What do you mean he’s with her?” I snapped.“He insisted on seeing her, and when I tried to stop him, Mrs. Buckman… she was the one who ordered that he be allowed in.”My jaw tightened so hard. My hand gripped the phone until my knuckles whitened. “She allowed him in?”“Yes, Sir.”Why would Skylar do this? She knew very well what Ethan was capable of. She knew the chaos he carried with him. Yet she disregarded my instructions and let him into her ward.“Alright. I’ll handle it myself,” I muttered over the phone and I ended the call.Without wasting another second, I grabbed my keys and stormed out. By the time I reached the hospital, my blood was already boiling.I walked quickly down the corridor, my chest tight with anger. When I reached her ward, I was ready to push the door open and
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