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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 37

What was that supposed to mean? He thought I cheated on him before we even split?

He was exactly that type of guy.

I couldn't be bothered to explain, so I just said indifferently, "Just friends."

"What friends?"

"Bryant," I couldn't help but smile softly, "Dead men don't pry."

If he wanted to be a ghost from my past, then he might as well vanish for good.

Bryant almost laughed out of irritation, his tongue clicking against his cheek in scorn, "Fine."

When we got to the cemetery, I stepped out of the car and started climbing the steps up the hill.

Seeing he wasn't following, I turned back to wait for him.

As I did, I noticed him carrying some flowers he must have prepared at some point, which caught me off guard.

I bit my lip, then said, "Thank you."

"For what? It's the least I could do," he said flatly.

As he caught up, we walked side by side toward my parents' gravestone.

This was for the best, I guess. Even if it was just for appearances, at least my parents would be at peace, knowing this much.

The gravesite was well-kept, with only a bit of dust on the tombstone.

It was strange. My parents had been gone for years, and I didn’t think about them all that often.

Not like when I was a kid, crying into my pillow night after night.

But seeing their photos on the gravestone now, tears just started falling uncontrollably.

Bryant, always so dignified and reserved, knelt down beside me.

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