If Hayden hadn't said anything, I might have forgotten he was even there.His face was unreadable, but his eyes? Dark and intense, like he was drilling straight into Matthew. He was talking about his dad. But Thorsten had already mentioned Hayden's father was involved—bribed, apparently. Hayden himself admitted it was all about the money on the way here.So why was he bringing it up again? What was he really digging for?My head started to pound, like a jackhammer revving up. I glanced at Matthew, who somehow looked perfectly calm. Lindey, on the other hand, was a bundle of nerves, fingers clutching Matthew's arm.After a long, tense silence, Matthew finally replied, "Your father was bribed. That has nothing to do with me.""Are you absolutely sure about that?" Hayden shot back, his voice ice-cold."Hayden," Lindey jumped in, defending Matthew. "He's already admitted what he did to Rea's parents. If he'd been involved with your dad, he wouldn't hide it now."Hayden's jaw clenche
But right now, I couldn't push him away—I needed something to hold onto, even if it was just for a little while.My whole body felt weightless as Hayden lifted me in his arms. Lindey's voice trailed after us, desperate, "Rea, Hayden, you two—""I'm taking her home. Whatever she decides, we'll deal with it later," Hayden said, his voice hard as stone, then carried me out in long strides.When he set me down in the car, I clutched his shirt, burying my face in his shoulder as everything finally cracked open, and I broke down, sobbing into him without holding back.Hayden didn't flinch, letting me cry as my tears soaked through his clothes.I cried so hard, I couldn't even catch my breath, and he ended up taking me straight to the hospital.Lying there, I eventually calmed down, but my mind was still a storm.What was I supposed to do next?Turn Matthew in? Get him arrested to somehow avenge my parents?But would that even feel like revenge? It'd just be justice against a terribl
If only I'd never met him, maybe it wouldn't hurt this much.Maybe I wouldn't have this extra layer of pain, the kind only he could give me.Hayden stayed quiet, and I finally pushed him away. "Just go."If we're destined never to be together, then this small comfort he offers is just poison disguised as relief.His eyes flickered, a hint of pain flashing through them as his jaw tightened. "Take care."With those words, he turned and walked out. The phone, still ringing in the background, finally went silent.I closed my eyes, feeling the ache in my head, like every heartbeat pulsing behind my eyelids.But the phone started ringing again, persistent and unrelenting. I sighed, opened my eyes, and glanced at the screen. The name flashing there made me freeze.It was Jace.Right now, talking to him was the last thing I wanted. If my parents' deaths were somehow tied to me, then the ultimate root of it all was Jace.If it hadn't been for his rare blood type, none of this twisted
Jace looked wrecked—pale, hair a mess, rough stubble shadowing his jaw. I'd never seen him this messed up, like he'd had a night just as brutal as mine.He must've found out about Matthew. Why else would he keep blowing up my phone?Weirdly, I didn't feel the anger I'd expected. Instead, I felt... nothing. Like something in me had finally just burnt out. Maybe I was numb.The doorway wasn't the place for this. I said, "Come in."Jace walked in and dropped onto the couch across from me. "My mom told me everything... Rea, I'm so sorry..."I didn't answer. I knew he hadn't just come here to apologize."Look, I know sorry's not enough. But I came here to ask... no, to beg..." His voice cracked as he looked at me, his face full of something raw. "Please, just... can you spare my dad? Just for whatever time he has left?"Beg? Hearing that word from Jace was rare.For all his recklessness, he'd always been fiercely loyal to his family.I just stared, watching his jaw tighten. "I know
I heard about Jace's car accident two hours later—Wayne was the one to break the news."Rea, Jace was in an accident," he said, his voice tight with worry. "He's in surgery... Can you come to the hospital?"My hand started shaking, and before I knew it, my phone slipped right out of my grip and crashed onto the floor.Wayne must've heard the thud. "Rea, are you okay? What happened?"Lena was in the kitchen, cooking, but at the sound, she rushed over, eyes wide with concern.Wayne's voice came through again. "Rea, we're not asking you to come for, like, a blood transfusion or anything. We just thought... maybe you'd want to see him. Because..."He hesitated. "Because when they put him in the ambulance, the only name he was calling out was yours."Lena shot a look at the phone, then back at me, and picked it up without missing a beat. "Jace and Keira are over. She doesn't need to hear this."Silence from Wayne, and then Lena hung up. She sat down next to me, wrapping an arm aroun
"Then why did you make a wish for everyone?" I asked, puzzled.The smile faded from Lena's face. "Over the years, I've seen too many women fighting cancer, too many babies who never got a chance to see the world, too many heartbreaking goodbyes."Every time I see it, it hurts... I just wish I didn't have to see it anymore."I think I'd be a lot happier that way."She took my hand. "So, in a way, my hope for everyone is also a hope for myself."In that moment, I looked at Lena, and there was something almost radiant about her, like she was shining from within.She didn't seem to notice and asked, "Are you sure you want to climb all the way up? You could just make your wish from here. It's all about what's in your heart, right?""I'm going up," I said, feeling my hesitation disappear."Are you sure you're up for it? You could come back with me," she suggested, watching me closely.I nodded. "I can handle it."I glanced up toward the monastery at the top of the mountain. "Once I
A full day and night...Lindey must've come straight here after I left the Johnston residence.When I saw her kneeling there, hunched over, it felt like my heart was caught in a vice.Abbot Levinsky moved toward her, but I just stood there, frozen.After what felt like forever, I finally made myself move. I knelt down beside her and whispered, "Lindey."She flinched, then slowly looked up at me, disbelief flickering across her face. Her lips trembled, but she didn't say anything—just let the tears fall.I looked at her tear-streaked cheeks and the gray creeping into her hair, and I couldn't believe how much she seemed to have aged overnight."Rea..." Her voice was shaky as she said my name, then pulled me into a tight hug.Her embrace had once been my safest place, the warmest in my world. But now? I couldn't bring myself to lift my arms and hold her back."I came to confess. I've been begging for mercy..." she whispered, her voice breaking between sobs.But her confessions c
Lindey nodded, letting go of my hand. "I'll call and check on him."While she dialed, I offered a silent prayer, hoping everyone could finally find some peace.Her voice drifted through my thoughts. "...Wayne, don't lie to me. Is he really okay?...Alright, I'm coming back. Tell him I was at Cloudscape Monastery, and I saw Rea."She looked back at me as she spoke. "She's... she's doing well. She's fine. Tell Jace that Rea has forgiven our family... Yes, I understand..."I lowered my head, feeling a wave of closure wash over me, finally letting go.After Lindey left, I stayed, listening to Abbot Levinsky's chanting as dusk settled over the mountain. Only then did I finally start down the path.Lena picked me up, grinning as she held out a bunch of sunflowers. "Congrats on your fresh start."She got it—she knew this trip had helped me let go of all the anger and resentment I'd been carrying. I'd finally freed myself.I hugged her, and later, we headed over to Mr. Seth's pub for a