"After Casper passed away, his family was quick to call off the engagement," Caroline sighed, trying hard to keep a brave face.
"Seriously? They're still acting like this? That's just too much," Eliza said, wrapping Caroline in a comforting hug. "Not marrying you is their loss. We don't need folks like that in our lives."
"I'm okay," Caroline shrugged.
This marriage was more of a convenience for both families. The Sullivan family had money and clout in Falconridge, and that's what they were after with the Weltons. Caroline just needed Luke to be obedient. She knew a marriage like that wouldn't have lasted long anyway.
Dillon had handled all the preparations for the funeral. After a small ceremony and burning what needed to go, it was a final goodbye to Casper's life.
Back from the cemetery, everyone sat in the living room, the silence heavy in the air.
Dillon took a call and stepped outside.
"Sis," Eliza said, glancing at Caroline, "do you think Casper's spirit might come back to visit? Mind if I crash here tonight?"
Caroline gave a slight nod. "Stay if you want. You don't need my permission."
Since the last time Caroline left Eliza's house, she'd decided not to meddle in Eliza's business anymore. The more she got involved, the more misunderstandings it brought. Better to stay out of it.
Eliza could sense the edge in Caroline's voice. Last time, she'd wanted to explain, but Caroline hadn't let her.
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