Semua Bab I Fell to my Brother's best Friend : Bab 11 - Bab 15

Eunice““Eunice…?”His voice cracked on my name like glass shattering in slow motion. Half question. Half nightmare come to life.I froze. The air turned thick, suffocating. All the blood drained from his face as the same brutal truth that just punched me in the soul slammed into him too.His eyes,those same stupid, beautiful eyes I used to drown in, darted to Devon.Panic clawed up my throat. My fingers dug into my son’s tiny shoulder like he was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. Please don’t look too close. Please don’t see.“I… this is… unexpected,” I choked out, forcing my voice to stop shaking. “Of all the doctors in this godforsaken city… it had to be you.”He just stared. For one cruel second, I swear I saw something raw flicker in his gaze—hurt, confusion, regret maybe. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the five-year-old secret standing right beside me.Five years of walls. Lies. Silence.I wasn’t letting them collapse in one heartbeat.I straightened l

EuniceFor the next little while, Frederick kept everything light. He made Devon laugh, teased him about his chicken obsession, and somehow managed to pull my mind away from the hospital, away from him. Even if it was just for a little while, it was a mercy I desperately needed.“Are you loving that chicken, buddy?” Frederick asked, grinning at Devon, who was demolishing his meal like it was a mission.Devon nodded vigorously, lips glossy with grease and pure bliss.We both laughed—soft, warm, the kind of sound that almost felt like normal life again.“I remembered this was your favorite place, so I thought we’d come here,” Frederick said softly, leaning over to wipe the corner of Devon’s mouth with a napkin.My lips curved into a smile I didn’t even try to stop.They looked so perfect together.Anyone passing by would’ve sworn they were father and son.Then Frederick’s gaze slid to me, soft and curious.“So… how’d the checkup go? Did they adjust his meds?”I let out a long, quiet br

DenverThe second we burst through the clinic doors, time slowed. I cradled Devon like he was the most fragile thing in the universe, lowering him onto the crisp white examination bed with trembling hands. My fingers flew, tray, drawers, vials, everything pristine, brand new, waiting for this exact nightmare moment.Thank God I actually prepared this place.It only took a minute to prepare the injection. I administered the antihistamine carefully, watching the slow rise and fall of his little chest.While the medicine worked its magic, I monitored his vitals. Heart rate. Breathing. Oxygen levels.Stable.Just a moderate asthma flare-up. Allergic trigger. Nothing more sinister.I turned to Eunice, keeping my voice low and steady.“It’s not severe. Just his allergies acting up. The antihistamine will calm everything down soon.”She exhaled like she’d been holding her breath for hours. Her fingers drifted to Devon’s small hand, brushing over his knuckles so tenderly my chest ached just w