บททั้งหมดของ The One He Let Go: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

AvaI had been standing just outside Anderson's bedroom door, my back pressed against the wall, straining to catch every word. Their voices were muffled, but the tension inside felt suffocating.Kate’s accusation hit hard when she said Anderson’s mind was still with Kelly. When the door slammed open, I didn’t have time to move. Kate stormed out, her face streaked with tears, and found me standing there. Her eyes narrowed as she stiffened, her lips trembling with that of anger and embarrassment.“What are you doing here?” she snapped, her voice low but sharp.I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Instead, I took a step back, breaking eye contact.Kate didn’t press further. She scoffed, turned on her heel, and marched down the hallway, her footsteps fading into the distance. I let out a shaky breath, my mind spinning with questions.Should I talk to Anderson?Part of me wanted to walk away, to avoid the emotional feeling that was bound to follow. But another part of me, th

KellyThe drive felt longer than I remembered, but with each passing mile, I found myself growing more anxious. The new nursing home for my dad was situated closer to me now, which meant I wouldn’t have to drive hours just to visit him anymore. But moving him was still a difficult decision. It felt like I was uprooting him all over again, and that didn’t sit right with me. Still, he needed this new chapter, his safety and health required it and I couldn’t keep putting it off. Adrian had been so busy with his work, particularly with fixing the hospital after its renovations, so I decided to take Harper with me on this trip.I had debated calling Mrs. Kim, my childhood nanny, before I left. But I hesitated, she had retired from working so many years ago, and I didn’t want to impose. But as much as I wanted her help with my Dad, I was also hoping she could lend a hand with Harper. Most importantly. Adrian and I had both been incredibly busy, and I hadn’t had time to ask for assistance.

KellyI parked my car in the driveway and glanced over at the backseat, where Harper was still sound asleep. Gently, I unbuckled her from her car seat and carefully lifted her into my arms, trying not to wake her as she embraced into me. The night had been long, and the last thing I wanted was to disturb her rest.As I walked up the porch, a sudden unease settled over me. I had left the living room light on before I left, knowing I’d be coming back late, but now... it was off. I paused mid-step, looking at the porch in the dim light. That wasn’t right. The main door was slightly ajar, and my stomach twisted. I glanced behind me, expecting to see Adrian’s car in the driveway. But the spot where it usually parked was empty. My heartbeat quickened as I stood frozen on the porch, trying to make sense of the situation. I had never felt so exposed, yet something inside me told me that no matter how safe the estate was with its tight security, nothing was impossible.Holding Harper close to

Kelly I woke up to the sweet smell of food coming in from the kitchen. It was the kind of scent that brightened my mood, comforting me before my eyes even fully opened. Adrian.He had moved in completely now, and somehow, having him so close felt right. I didn’t know how I had gotten so used to his presence, but now it was impossible to imagine my life without him in it.I stretched lazily in bed before getting up, the light from the morning coming through the windows. I walked down the hall, my feet barely making a sound on the soft floorboards. As I approached the kitchen, I could hear the light sound of activity. Adrian was there, moving around, making breakfast. A feeling of warmth washed over me as I watched him work, his broad shoulders moving with ease, his hands steady and sure. He looked so good. God, he always did.“Good morning,” I said, my voice still a little raspy from sleep.Adrian turned toward me, and that smile of his, perfect, genuine, and somehow always exactly

AvaFamily dinners were supposed to be a time of connection and laughter , but in my family, they always seemed to carry alot of tension. This one was no exception. After weeks of convincing, I had finally managed to arrange a dinner with everyone, Lucian, Anderson, my mom and me. Although Lucian had initially refused, I persisted, knowing how much it meant to Mom to see all her children in one place.The restaurant was warm, bustling with soft chatter and the clinking of glasses. When I arrived, Mom and Anderson were already seated, their plates untouched as they exchanged a few words. Anderson looked up as I approached, flashing a polite smile.“Finally,” Mom said, leaning back in her chair. Her tone was sharp but fond. “I was starting to think you’d stand us up too.”“I’m not that cruel,” I replied lightly, sliding into the seat across from her. “Lucian’s the wild card, not me.”Her face tightened at the mention of Lucian. “We’ll see if he even bothers to show up.”I ignored the c