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Jane hung up her call and turned to Christine, "Are you serious?"
"You were just happy someone was standing by your side."
"And now you're saying this?"
"Are you talking about breaking up, or just not seeing each other until he sorts out the Nelly situation?"
Christine wanted a drink, but the meds she was on made that a no-go.
She sipped ssparkling water instead and said, "It's a breakup."
"I can't match up to the Clarksons, having been part of it was enough. | don't want him to have to choose
between his family and me."
"My so-called dad, even though we've cut ties, is still my father at the end of the day."
"Dailey's got political ambitions, and my father could be used against him."
"So, if I can't help him, I shouldn't hold him back."
Jane felt a pang of heartache.
These words were recorded by Gregory in Madge's room and sent to Christine.
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She had planned to keep it from Christine, but it turns out she and Madge were on the spage.
Their conversations were almost identical.
"He even said he wanted us to face everything together, through thick and thin."
Christine's eyes reddened, yet she kept smiling, "He's got the entire family legacy on his shoulders. The
Clarksons raised him, educated him, all for him to lead them to greater heights."
"| can't be the reason it all falls apart."
"And | can't ask him to tie his life to mine. His life isn't mine to gamble with."
It had been a while since Jane saw Christine this upset.
"If you really want to fight for it, there might be a way out. Gregory and Dailey could figure something out. Don't
sell yourself short; you're amazing, and your dad might not be the stain you think he is." Christine blinked, and
tears started to roll down her cheeks in large drops.
Jane pulled her onto the couch and draped a thin blanket over her, "You should rest more, get ssleep. Once
that bump on your head goes down, you can start worrying about other things." For sreason, Christine felt
all her energy drained.
She cried herself to sleep.
Jane gently wiped away her tears before picking up her phone to message Gregory.
Gregory forwarded the message to Dailey directly.
It was up to them to sort their issues out.
Even if it was about breaking up, that was for them to decide.
The moment Dailey got the message, he wanted to rush over to Christine.
But as he was about to leave, Nelly stopped him.
"Dai, shouldn't you be picking out a tux?"
Dailey's hand tightened on the doorknob.
The cold metal pressed into his palm, leaving an imprint, a reminder of the pain.
His voice was faint, "You pick it. You know my size."
Nelly didn't argue and went to choose one.
Dailey left the house.
The winter wind was like a blade,
slicing through his clothes and net
chilling him to the bone.
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Christine's sleep was deep and filled with dreams.
She dreamt of her entire life up to that point.
When she
move.
woke up, her throat was. she felt too weak to
Called out for Janeet
belongs to
"Jane, I'm thirsty."
The living room was dark, lit only by the moonlight spilling in from the balcony.
She saw a figure move towards until his large hand was on
shoulder, lifting her up. Content s to en.kikistorie Sher
The familiar scent of cool cologne mixed with tobacco enveloped her.
That's when she realized it wasn't Jane.
"You...how did you get here?"
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