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    “Haven’t we given you that as well?” Eric’s brow furrowed. “Haven’t Ernest and I given you all our attention? We’ve treated you like family—like a sister. Even if you had real siblings, they couldn’t have done more for you than we did.”


    “Ha, haha…” Linda let out a bitterugh, her eyes rimmed with red. “That was before. Now? One of you is chasing after Elissa, the other’s chasing Hadley. Neither of you want me anymore.”


    “Linda.” Eric’s voice hardened. He frowned, his expression caught between confusion and exasperation. “How old are you? Are you still a child? Wake up! You’re an adult!”


    Linda froze. “What do you mean?”


    “I mean…” Eric let out a long breath. There was a trace of weariness in his voice. “People grow up. Even the closest siblings eventually live separate lives. Even if you were my real sister, that wouldn’t mean we’d live together forever.”


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    He and Ernest weren’t that close anymore either. They were both caught up in their own lives.


    Linda stared at him, her face nk.


    Then she let out a bitterugh. “So that’s your excuse for abandoning me? How noble!”


    Wasn’t it the truth?


    Eric didn’t understand how she couldn’t see that.


    And somehow, he knew—Linda genuinely believed she hadn’t done anything wrong.


    “Have you lost your mind? Or are you just being stubborn?”


    “Eric!” she shouted the name, her voice sharp. “Enough of this nonsense! In the end, it’s all because your heart’s with Hadley now!” As she spoke, she pressed the button on her wheelchair. “There’s nothing left to say. I’m leaving—”


    “Wait.” Eric stepped forward. “Don’t go yet.”


    “Why?” She lifted her chin, confused. “You want me to stay and argue with you some more? I don’t have the time.”


    “Ernest is on his way.” Eric nced at his watch. “I called him earlier. He’ll be here soon. Grandma’s not feeling well. Since this is a Flynn family matter, she wants him to handle it.”


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    Linda stiffened in her wheelchair. Her hands froze on the armrests. The color drainedpletely from her face.


    Linda’s hands clenched the armrests of the wheelchair with a death grip, her eyes locked onto Eric with a stormy intensity. Her voice came out scratchy, almost raw. “You brought Ernest here? What did you say to him?”


    Eric stiffened at her tone, a flicker of confusion shing across his face. What else could he possibly have said except the truth?


    Eric recoiled just a bit, a flicker of uncertainty shing across his face. “I only told him the truth…”


    “Don’t y games. What truth? Spell it out. What exactly did you tell him?” Linda pressed on, her voice cutting like a de. “I said, answer me!”


    Eric looked at her, seeing the panic creeping into her expression. His jaw tightened as he drew in a slow breath. She seemed terrified.


    He swallowed hard, and his lips parted just enough to speak. “I told him everything. About your miscarriage. About how Hadley ended up in the because of it. And how you kept all the money that was supposed to be hers.”


    Years of Hadley’s pain had been boiled down into one brutal confession.


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