I was his allergen she was his cure what if this allergen turns lethal? novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Jasper nodded, still half-confused.

Those three months every year were the easiest for him.

No rules, no responsibilities. He’d even started to think that life would be better if Mom just… wasn’t around.

That the three of them-him, Dad, and Willow mommy-were doing just fine.

It was absurd.

Reed chain-smoked that night, suddenly struck by how ridiculous the past few years had been.

He’d actually agreed to Willow’s plan.

Every year, Jasper would eat mango-risking his life-just so they could run off and spend three months with Willow.

What the hell was that?

And all because Willow got cold and lonely in the winter.

But he’d forgotten-his wife had depression. Winter made it worse.

Reed made up his mind. He was going to fix this. Put everything back on track.

He stayed up all night searching for Rowan. Where could she have gone? She was hurt.

But no matter where he looked, there was no trace of her.

Jasper finally started to feel regret. He picked up chess again-the game he used to play with Mom all the time.

But without Mom’s guidance, he couldn’t catch up on what he’d missed.

Before, the moment he came home, Mom would pick up right where they’d left off.

That’s how he’d earned his reputation as a chess prodigy.

Now, for the first time, he felt afraid. He couldn’t do it anymore.

He couldn’t help but think, if he hadn’t spent those three months chasing after Willow Ashford, would things be different?

Soon, it was time for the chess tournament.

Jasper looked out at the audience. Only Dad was there. The encouraging figure he used to see was gone.

The one who used to tell him:

“It’s okay. Losing is just practice. I’m always proud of you.”

Jasper stepped onto the stage, nervous.

Openings he used to know by heart slipped away.

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Chapter 6

He froze, staring at the board, until his opponent had to prompt him several times before he made a hesitant move.

Unsurprisingly, he lost.

The former champion couldn’t even crack the top ten.

His eyes turned red, and he started calling for his mom.

“Dad, where’s Mom? I want Mom. I don’t wanna go to Willow’s anymore. I wanna find Mom.”

Willow, who’d just arrived, froze in place. Displeasure flashed across her face.

“Sweetie, did Mom… I do something wrong? How about I take you somewhere fun?”

Jasper hid behind Reed.

“No! I want Mom!”

Reed picked him up.

“Willow, don’t come around for a while. We’re waiting for Rowan to come back. If she sees you, she’ll get the wrong idea.”

Willow smiled bitterly but didn’t say anything.

Men are all the same.

Jasper was miserable every day. Life without Mom wasn’t as good as he’d imagined.

He threw all his mango candies in the trash and swore he’d never eat them again. Never visit Miss Ashford again.

He changed everything about himself. This time, he wrote an essay about Rowan.

[My mom is simple. She nags a lot. Every day, she’s reminding me not to eat this or that. But now I know-she does it because she loves me. I used to be embarrassed. None of the other kids’ moms asked the teacher so many questions. Only mine did. Like I was made of glass.]

As he wrote, tears fell.

He wanted to burn every essay he’d ever written before.

That old essay of his had even been selected as an exemplary piece.

Reed and Jasper both fell into a spiral of memories.

Those beautiful nine months together-completely overshadowed by three months of novelty.

No.

They had to find Rowan and bring her back.

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