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CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-ONE

Margaret’s POVI did not sleep that night, and I did not pretend to myself that grief was the reason.I sat in my sitting room with the lamp off and listened to the house. From my wing I could hear almost nothing; the clock on the mantel, a car on the drive near midnight, and once, far off, a door closing in the other wing, where Brian and Sophia stayed. In all my years here, I had never known it so quiet, and I knew what the quiet meant. Something had been decided without me.I had given Sophia tea and her envelope. I had said what I came to say. Now I sat with my hands folded and counted what I had left.It was not much.Deborah had been my best lever. I had paid her once, generously, and her calls had kept Sophia frightened and obedient, and I had used both. Then, from what I could piece together, she went to see my son, and a wet road finished her before she could do more damage. I should have felt relief. Instead I kept seeing her in the back of that car, and I felt the dull cold

Last Updated : 2026-11-01

CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-TWO

Jolene’s POVJason was admitted at one in the morning, with Dr. Adam walking beside the stretcher and two guards ahead of us. By the time the nurse had finished the line in his arm, he had stopped screaming and gone limp with tiredness. I stood by the bed and watched his chest rise and fall until my legs started to shake.That was four days ago.Since then there had been blood tests every morning. Dr. Carter came in with her tablet and said the count was slipping a little each day, never fast and never up. Dr. Adam stopped by every afternoon on his way to other patients and always said the same thing, that Jason was in the best hands. Dad sat in the corner chair from breakfast until dark, and every evening Vincent coaxed him home to sleep.Nobody had talked me into leaving. I slept in the chair with my hand through the rail, holding Jason’s foot, and woke every time a nurse came in. I hadn’t been to the office once. Vincent was covering for me, and Lily kept my calendar and sent me on

Last Updated : 2026-11-02

CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-THREE

Vincent’s POVDad’s text came at a quarter past nine. Come to the hospital. Bring Lily if she’s with you.She was. We had been in the mansion’s sitting room with a takeout box between us, neither of us eating. Lily had her jacket on before I finished reading. She didn’t ask anything. She only said she would drive, because she had seen my hands.By the time we reached the third floor, the corridor outside Jason’s room was crowded with people being quiet. Dr. Carter stood against the wall with her arms folded. Dr. Adam was speaking low to a nurse. Dad sat in a plastic chair with his hands hanging between his knees, and he looked up at me like a man who had been handed something he couldn’t set down.“Two days,” he said.That was all I needed. I sat beside him and put my arm around his shoulders, and he let me, which he rarely did.Jolene was inside. Through the glass I could see her at the head of the bed with her back to us, one hand on the rail and the other on Jason’s chest, as if sh

Last Updated : 2026-11-02

CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-FOUR

Tiffany’s POVI stood outside Sophia’s door for a long time before I knocked.Yesterday I had walked past this same door and heard her crying inside. I didn’t knock then. I kept walking, and I felt bad about it all night. So today I came back.Matilda had let me in through the side door of Brian’s wing. She didn’t ask why I was there. She only looked down the hall to make sure nobody was watching and waved me through.My hands wouldn’t stay still. I knocked.“Go away, Matilda,” Sophia called from inside.“It’s Tiffany.”She didn’t answer for a while. I almost turned around. Then the lock clicked and the door opened a few inches.Sophia stood there in a black dress she had clearly slept in. Her hair was messy and her lips were dry. She looked at me like she didn’t trust me.“If your mother sent you, tell her I’m not ready to talk.”“She didn’t send me. She doesn’t know I’m here.”“Are you sure?”“Yes.”“Say it again.”I said it again, and she watched my face for a moment. Then she step

Last Updated : 2026-11-03

CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-FIVE

Brian’s POVDeborah Bennett was buried on a gray Saturday morning, in a small cemetery at the edge of the city. The grass was wet, and the wind came straight across the open ground.I had arranged most of it myself. Sophia had signed where I pointed and nodded at every question, and by the end I had stopped asking her anything. The funeral home found a priest. Emma ordered white flowers, and she said nothing when I told her to keep the bill away from Sophia.About thirty people came. Most were strangers to me, neighbors and women from the church where Deborah once sang in the choir. They looked at Sophia with a mix of pity and curiosity. Sophia stood at the front in a plain black dress with Zoe on her hip and Matilda close behind her. She didn’t cry. She stared at the coffin like she was waiting for it to say something.My mother came in a black coat and a hat with a short veil. She stood beside me, and her hand rested on my arm for the whole service, light and warm, as if we were an

Last Updated : 2026-11-03

CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-SIX

Jolene’s POVI sent the message and then sat holding the phone in my lap.Nothing in the room had changed. The monitor kept up its slow beeping, and Jason lay on his back with one small hand open on the sheet, the way he had lain for two days. Dr. Carter had come early that morning and told me the number. It was lower again, below the mark she had drawn on her tablet.“We can keep him stable until tomorrow,” she had said. “After that, I can’t promise anything.”I had nodded and not cried. For five days I had tried every other way, and every one had ended with someone kindly telling me no. Isaac had texted twice to say he had asked every doctor and registry he knew. The nearest match was in another country, and the blood would arrive too late.Dad sat in the corner chair. Vincent stood by the window. Lily had gone to find water.“You sent it,” Vincent said quietly.“How do you know?”“You looked at your phone, then at Jason, and you haven’t looked at the phone since.”I glanced at the

Last Updated : 2026-11-05

CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-SEVEN

Brian’s POVI don’t remember much of the next hour. Dr. Carter talked fast, a nurse pushed a clipboard into my hands, and my signature on it looked like someone else’s.They took me into a small room with a chair that tilted back. A nurse tied a band around my arm and drew three tubes of blood.“How long until you know?” I asked.“We’ve put yours first in the lab,” Dr. Carter said. “I have to ask, have you eaten today?”“Not really.”“Then someone will bring you juice. You can’t give blood on an empty stomach.”I almost laughed. A week ago I had sat in a lawyer’s office thinking I was ready for anything, and now a doctor was worried about my breakfast.“Can I see him before the results come?” I said. “Just to look.”She hesitated, then nodded. “Through the glass. Not in the room yet.”Jolene walked me down the hall without a word. Richard Beaumont and Vincent were outside the room, and Grace sat on a bench nearby with her hands in her lap. Vincent stepped aside so I could reach the wi

Last Updated : 2026-11-05

CHAPTER ONE-FORTY-EIGHT

Jolene’s POVJason came home four days later, and the house got louder.Grace carried him through the front door with his blanket over her shoulder. Dad walked beside her with one hand near the Jason’s head, as if the doorframe might hurt him. Vincent had hung a banner in the hall that said WELCOME HOME in crooked letters, and Lily had made him take down the glitter. Jason ignored all of it. He looked around with his serious dark eyes, found the stairs, and shouted at them.“He’s completely himself,” Dr. Adam said from the doorway, smiling.I laughed, and it surprised me. It had been so long that I had forgotten how it felt.For one whole afternoon I let myself believe it was over. I sat on the nursery floor while Jason pulled himself up on the edge of the crib, wobbling and furious with his own legs. He ate. He slept. He grabbed my hair and wouldn’t let go.Then evening came, and with it the quiet, and I started to think.Brian had left the hospital the morning after the transfusion.

Last Updated : 2026-11-05

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