"So please," Jackson begged. "Could you ask Lawrence to visit the State Penitentiary Hospital? If he talks to her, if he just tells her to get treated, there's still hope. With proper care, it won't affect her lifespan."
In Jackson's mind, Lawrence was the only person who could get through to Hannah.
Over the last three years, whenever he visited the prison, Hannah had refused to see him. There was only one time, when he begged the guards to pass along a message about Lawrence's rehabilitation progress, that she finally came out.
And when they spoke, all she asked was how Lawrence was doing.
She didn't say a single word about anything else.
Seeing her gaunt, lifeless face through the glass that day had filled Jackson with a chaotic mix of emotions.
Just as he was deeply, hopelessly in love with Hannah, Hannah's obsession with Lawrence had long become her personal demon. Jackson was out of options. That was why he came here.
He couldn't just sit by and watch her die.
Ten years in prison was a heavy enough price. If the law was giving her a chance to reform, couldn't her family find it in their hearts to forgive her just a little?
Ashamed of his own selfishness, Jackson pleaded again, "Even if it's just for Jasper's sake. He can't grow up without a mother. When she gets out, I'll take them both abroad. We'll never bother you again."
Odette and Carl didn't respond immediately. The silence in the living room was suffocating, weighing heavily on them all.
For a long time, the only sounds were the cheerful laughter from the courtyard and June's happy barks. Odette met her husband's eyes, and they came to a mutual understanding.
Her voice was low but resolute. "We can go see her. We raised her, after all. But we shouldn't tell Lawrence. Jackson, you can see it for yourself—he barely survived all this. He finally has a chance to start over with Bonnie. Dragging him back into the past would just be inflicting secondary trauma on both him and Bonnie."
They could forgive Hannah out of loyalty to their late friend and the familial bond they shared for over a decade, but Bonnie had no obligation to forgive.
Carl raised a hand, cutting him off. "It's all the same. Consider this a plea from your elders: stop bringing this to Lawrence and Bonnie. It's better if they never see her again."
Jackson hadn't expected the two people who had once doted on Hannah so deeply to be this unyielding. He knew she had shattered their hearts completely, so he opened his mouth, then forced it shut.
Carl picked up his teacup—a clear dismissal.
Having no other choice, Jackson said his goodbyes and went out to the yard to fetch Jasper. The boy hadn't had enough playtime yet, but he was a good kid who listened to his father and politely waved goodbye to everyone.
As they left, Jackson glanced back one last time. He saw Lawrence holding the phone to his ear, smiling helplessly.
It was a smile of pure happiness.

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