BuzzNovel“Dad...” Cole had so many things he wanted to say, but when the moment came, not a single word seemed
right.
He clutched his father’s cold, lifeless hand, sinking to his knees at Parrish’s bedside.
“Dad, please... I'm begging you, just don’t take Mom with you too... Please...” The words dissolved into sobs as
Cole broke down completely, his cries echoing through the silent room. “Dad... Dad...”
Alessia wiped at her eyes, but the tears just kept coming, falling faster than she could catch them. Her heart
twisted and ached, but she knew she couldn't let herself fall apart-not now.
She put a comforting hand on Cole’s shoulder and let him grieve, let him cry until he had nothing left.
It didn’t make sense. Just that morning, they’d been talking about vacation plans, arguing over what style to
decorate the new house. How could everything change so quickly? How could their worlds be torn apart so
suddenly?
Fragments of memory flashed through Alessia’s mind, shifting rapidly from one to the next-sometimes just a
sentence, sometimes a whole scene, always a blur. But in every memory, they were all smiling.
“This one’s your room, sweetheart. Do you like it? | made that swing myself-my hands are a little rusty, but |
heard little girls love these these days.”
“Lessie got first place again? Not bad! Mr. Whitley’s making a feast tonight!”
“What about me? | cin second!”
“You? Hmm, | suppose you can ride your sister's coattails just this once. You get to pick a side dish.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Lessie, if you're ever feeling sick, you have to tell Mr. Whitley, okay? Don’t keep it to yourself.” She remembered
being seven, curled in Parrish’s arms-his voice gently nagging, but his embrace always soft and safe.
The memories tumbled over each other, fragments of laughter and love. Alessia couldn't hold it together any
longer. She bolted for the bathroom, hand clamped over her mouth, dry heaving and sobbing as tears streamed
down her face.
It was the lowest, most desperate moment of her life, but she couldn't care less
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about appearances. If it were possible, she would have given anything-money, every last possession, even her
own life-just to bring them back. She would have traded her own existence in a heartbeat.
Fifteen-year-old Alessia tasted the agony of loss for the first time.
Whether by miracle or cruel twist of fate, Jade barely clung to life but slipped into a coma, trapped somewhere
no one could reach.
There was no tfor grief-no room for relief, either.
At sixteen, Cole was forced to grow up overnight.
Swallowing his pain, he put his studies on hold and stepped up, putting everything Parrish had ever taught him
to use. Somehow, he managed to steady the Whitley Group, keeping the family business afloat.
Everyone called him a prodigy, but
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People marveled at their resilience, but only Cole and Alessia knew the truth: sleepless nights were numbed only
by constant work, a desperate attempt to drown out the pain.
Neither dared let their grief show in front of the other, terrified that if one of them broke, the other would be
crushed beneath the weight.
All they had left was each other. Together, they forged ahead, side by side, holding each other up through one
long, unending night after another.
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