her hair into a bun, preparing to drown h
rised. She wasn't
ls bouncing, arms filled with a chaotic mix of snacks: Pringles, Oreos
ed dramatically. "Take the pizza
ox quickly, and stepped asid
lopped herself onto the couch like she own
war," Nancy said, a
on," Nathasha correcte
turned to the couch, an
happ
Pringle into her mouth. "I'm
d confused.
otionally const
ed mid-bit
d betrayed her. "Yes. To see our parents. And before you ask - no, I'm n
ain. "Wait... Co
se meeting. Family business drama. Dad thinks we're still a picture-perfect dynasty.
ghter, something i
was l
't say
single
here was nothing about a trip. No meetings canceled.
n't he
to shake t
ou expecti
otice the shift in Nancy'
he family legacy more?" she groaned. "It's like chess, but with live grenades. I
t her thoughts were alre
without s
he was her boyfriend. Or her family.
ye
had slowly turned off
a asked, pausing in
ly. "Yeah. Just... surprised. H
w how he gets. Quiet. Broody. It's always worse after seeing Dad. I swear, their
l laugh, but her
away, che
dn't te
be it was just a personal fami
il
gaze when he thought she wasn't looking. She memorized the way his sleeves rolled up j
ole days wi
like she'd miss
into a chocolate bar, "you and my brother
rly choke
inked. "The tension between you
"There's noth
, chewing thoughtfully.
g not to let the ache in her chest show. "Le
comes back looking like a haunted Vic
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ring frustration already rising in his chest. Nathasha walked bes
e starts with the 'you should take more respons
ocus was already on the ta
harper eyes. Not a hair out of place. He l
with a nod, voice cl
" Cole sa
hout another word
e that, the
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Cole. Not even
cking withou
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old message thread, then shut it qui
lass of water, and scolde
lfriend, Nancy. He'
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ever, was unmist
fork, already sensing the storm brewing. Jackson - the ever-smiling, eve
table sat Edward Wo
Cole's stepmother, and Jackson and Nathasha's bi
lly broke t
, dabbing the corner of his mouth with a napkin. "Disap
company, Dad. It's mine. Cole Industri
htly. "No, it doesn't. Tha
id, voice low but steady. "Not everyon
toward Jackson with a proud nod. "At least one o
arly uncomfortable but not wil
He works with purpose. He understands wha
eliberate clink. "What he understands
voice too calm. "Or do you just enjo
ult? Try building something without a dime from this
fuse to follow tradition. You walk around acting like you invent
y, chair scraping
rebellious th
ly said, rising to he
one s
ty in it undeniable - the voice of a woman u
f you want to settle your issues, do it like men - n
nced toward her, jaw tight - and then, to every
d, voice low but sincere.
ed - surprised,
walked out of the roo
ed, leaning
ok. "You wonder why he doesn't
Cole finally grows up, we'll talk. Until then
sat down, exh
will be the
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aped around her shoulders, TV playing
her phone. Ope
ed ov
er surprise, h
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eart
ted - then
voice came
ce on the line
I didn't know w
ter, instantly ale
wer this time. "I just ne
eath c
you o
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n't sa
e didn
m, breathing in sync, saying everyt
them finally softened, he w
osed h
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toned at the collar, sleeves still rolled. The storm out
dinner still ech
ng about coming home made him feel like a kid again - not in the nostalgic, warm
e door pulled him
respond
ain, followed by
's
sa
d slowly. "
owing behind her. She looked more like a movie star than a moth
ind her and leaned agai
nt shrug. "Su
im on the edge of the bed - not too c
silence fo
ths," she said softly. "Yo
been
busy. You don't visit. You don't call.
ps. "That's because yelling doesn't wo
then turned more se
ay. Then, in a low voice,
at was more tha
ancing at her. "For what I sa
say anything wrong. You walked away, yes, but s
ooking down
g back here,"
"But not everyone here
t time in a long while, the defense
nversation, her tone lighter. "So...
ragging a hand over his f
t wrong," Susan teased. "She said
at the ceiling. "There's s
ed, giving
. my ass
d, voice playfu
ickly, then paused. "At least... I
ghtly to face him. "You d
tly. "Too much. I just don't know
're a grown man, Cole.
is dif
ow
"Not my name. Not my money. Not a photo for her Instagram. She just wants to
ng. "Sounds like she's alre
n't answ
arded. Like she's been through some
to see if you'll stay
d to loo
loud," she continued. "Sometimes, silence is a
know if I'm ready for something serious. Or if sh
and gently reste
You just have to be honest -
, then added in a w
lightly. "Then maybe, when y