Chapter 821

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He actually paused to consider it. The answer came swiftly. Probably. His mind drifted to Allan and how the latter turned into a stammering, lovesick wreck the moment Ava entered the room. Yeah, Allan was no better. If anything, he was worse.
That realization was oddly comforting for Cole. Maybe his current state wasn’t some colossal personal failure. Maybe it wasn’t about him at all. Maybe it was just biology. The natural order of things. A glitch in the male operating system that triggered when the right woman appeared. And honestly, it was no biggie as long as he could be with the woman he desired.
Elliana, of course, remained unaware of the emotional spiral and strange rationalizations unraveling in Cole’s mind. She simply kept walking beside Milton and then slid into the passenger seat of his car without a word.
Milton climbed into the driver’s seat and shut the door behind him, the soft thud sealing them in. He turned to her, his expression earnest. “Whatever you’re thinking, whatever questions you’ve got, just ask and I’ll tell you everything. No more confusion, no more doubts. You deserve the truth.”
Milton’s sincerity had begun to calm Elliana’s wariness, allowing her to think more clearly. When her mother parted ways with Arthur, Milton had already celebrated his sixth birthday. In contrast, she hadn’t yet entered the world—her life still waiting to begin. Years must have passed between her mother and Arthur. Their past held secrets she desperately needed to uncover.
Piecing together her swirling thoughts, Elliana spoke with quiet resolve. “I want to understand what actually happened between your father and my mother.” The words “Your father and my mother” lingered in the air. Milton could only stare, unsure whether to smile or sigh. He was overjoyed to have found his sister, only to hear her draw a line down the middle of their family, dividing it into two—her and their mother on one side, him and their father on the other. He understood, though. She was working from a lifetime of misunderstandings, all of which he was determined to set right.
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With a gentle hand, Milton tousled her hair and offered a steady, “Alright.” Patience colored his voice. “I’ll tell you everything.”
Then, Milton began, weaving the story of Arthur and Rita, laying out every detail for Elliana to see.
As he spoke, Elliana listened intently, her gaze fixed on him with sharp, unwavering intensity. Her eyes were like probes, searching for any hint of deception. If he had tried to lie, she would have sensed it at once.
When the story came to an end, a weighty silence filled the space. Elliana accepted his words. Nothing about his tone or story rang false, and all the pieces fit neatly together, forming a complete picture.
Once more, Milton reached over, this time smoothing her hair with careful tenderness. “Is there anything else you want to ask?” His words were gentle.
Tears brimmed in Elliana’s eyes, the world before her growing blurry. She felt happiness and grief twist together deep inside her heart.
A sharp ache rose in her chest for her parents, once deeply bound to each other, only to have fate pull them apart. She felt sorry for her mother most of all, forced to flee and live a life on the run.
Yet, beneath the sorrow, something brighter surged through her. It was pure relief. She was no longer drifting through life on her own. A father and a brother, both loving her and never giving up the search, stood by her side at last. No longer was she the abandoned girl without a place to belong. She finally had her roots. Her family was none other than the legendary Campbells. This text is hosted at
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