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“Grampa Eugene is very particular when it comes to favoritism,” Zoey explains. She pauses a bit, recollecting her thoughts “Father was the same. Favoring brother Kendrick more than the rest of us, but he never despised brother Luke or my mother like Grampa Eugene does” My interest piqued, my brows furrow “Is there a reason why Grampa Eugene despises them both?” Zoey responds calmly, “When I was little, I assumed it was a normal family fight, you know? But it all made sense as I started to grow. Grampa Eugene never wanted his son to remarry, but he did regardless” Zoey further explains with a bitter smile, “It must be brother Luke's striking resemblance with mother. I guess it's luck on my side. Even though Grampa Eugene would choose Brother Kendrick any day, he still cares about me” My mind drifts to Luke. It sure isn't easy being neglected and despised like this for doing nothing but exist. I'm sure he's upset. Camila, on the other hand, must've been uneasy because she's Luke's

My eyes dart about nervously, where did he go?? He was just here, standing beside me! Why would he abandon me like this??I feel a wave of anxiety wash over me, I'm starting to panic. I take subtle breaths, it's okay, Elodie. You're surrounded by strangers and flashing cameras, I mustn't let everyone know that I don't belong here. I look left and right, I'll just find a place to sit. I attempt to start walking when a familiar voice calls my name. Out of reflex, I spin around, my heart skipping a beat. Ah, it's Luke! His eyes face lights up and his pace quickens towards me.I'm glad to see him. It seems like he left home earlier. Where's Camila anyway? “Almost didn't recognize you,” Luke says, his eyes filled with genuine adoration. A warm smile spreads across his face “You look absolutely stunning” he says I thought I'd smile genuinely as he compliments me but I find myself forcing a smile. “Thanks, you look good too” Luke's eyes sparkle in amusement, and he asks “Is that all?” Hi

I knew I should've paid more attention. I knew Rose and Camila were busy plotting, but they stayed silent for so long that I forgot to keep check on things. Memories of Camila speaking to that man come flooding back. I had a feeling something was up when I saw her conversing with him. I wasn't sure then, but now I'm certain. But what exactly do they plan to do? Why is their attention fixed on the chandelier? My gaze falls back on Kendrick, who's already in front, his form right below the chandelier. Then, it hits me. My eyes dart back to the chandelier. My heart drops, racing as the sudden spark up there flashes in my eyes. My instincts kick in, my body moving on its own. Swiftly, I climb up the stage.I hear gasps and murmurs, but I ignore it, my eyes fixed on Kendrick. My ears tingle as a loud snapping sound fills the air. Suddenly, it feels like time's slowed down. My frantic gaze reaches the chandelier which had broken off from the ceiling. Kendrick's confused expression follow

Kendrick's question hangs suspensefully in the air as Elodie finds herself unable to answer right away. Does she love him? How can she? When he's so obsessive over Charlotte. Does Elodie even need to think? Not when the answer is as clear as day. So why is she hesitant?Watching her ponder so deeply, Kendrick worries that her answer may be fabricated, So he decides to change the topic “If you can't answer, it's—” “No, Kendrick” Elodie cuts in, her eyes locking onto Kendrick's with an unwavering intensity. “I don't love you. Just like you, my heart belongs to someone else” Unexpectedly, her blunt answer crushes him, but he masks his emotions, sneering “Who?” He spits out, his tone mocking. “Kristen? The guy who abducted you? Your ex-boyfriend?” Elodie's frown deepens, and she averts her eyes, a lump forming in her throat. She forces it down, regretting why she even came to see Kendrick in the first place. “It doesn't matter to you whom I love.” Elodie's voice is barely above a whi

“I need to see a patient” Kendrick stands impatiently at the receptionist's desk, his eyes fixed on the woman's slow movement as she files her nails. The receptionist throws him a dry look, her eyes lingering on him for a moment. She lets out an irritated sigh, facing the computer. Her movements and her words are slow as she asks nonchalantly “And who may that be?” Kendrick's response is hasty “Mr Rykard” The woman's fingers pause on the keyboard, scrutinizing him a bit before averting her eyes back to the computer. “What is your relationship to the patient?” She asks groggily. Relationship? Kendrick asks inwardly. He hesitates a bit before answering “Son-in-law, I'm his son-in-law” The woman lets out a deflated sigh, leaning back to her chair. She resumes filing her nails before responding in a lazy, uninterested tone “Ward 28” Kendrick nods at her but before leaving, he lifts his facecap, revealing a glimpse of his face. Her eyes widen, her jaws dropping at the striking resemb