CHAPTER 512
Author: R. AUSTINNITE
last update2025-12-06 16:06:50

The shift from intense emotional outpouring to complete exhaustion was immediate.

As Persis settled into Thomas’s vacated chair, gently rocking Bianca, the girl’s sobs faded into faint whimpers.

The steady motion and the soft pressure of Persis’s embrace finally did what words could not.

The crying slowed into sniffles… then stopped altogether.

Bianca’s head dropped heavily against Persis’s shoulder.

Within minutes, she was completely still and fast asleep from sheer emotional exhaustion.

Persis looked down at her. Bianca’s face was blotchy, her cheeks streaked with dried tears, and her eyes red and painfully swollen.

Persis knew Bianca was a strong, resilient kid, fiercely independent despite her young age.

She had never seen the girl lose control like this, never seen her cry with such raw, panicked terror.

And it was all for Tedmond.

The fact that Bianca’s carefully guarded heart had finally broken open for him made the sight of her defeated vulnerability tighten the knot of g
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