Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie) novel Chapter 355

hapter 355 

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Jace stayed silent. Tanya, already bawling, tried again, her voice shaky. “Jace, I can’t do this without you. I don’t even know what to do anymore…” 

Still, nothing. Tanya panicked, thinking he’d hung up. “Jace? Are you there?” 

She glanced at my phone, saw the call was still connected. “Jace?” 

Finally, his voice cut through–cold and sharp. “Who told you to go to my house? Did you forget what I said?” 

Tanya’s hand shook as she held the phone. “I didn’t have a choice. I’m just trying to protect the baby. You said nothing could happen to it.” 

I had to bite back a laugh. Just days ago, she was ready to ditch the baby in front of Desmond’s parents. Now she was all protective mom mode? Please. 

“Tanya, this is the last time,” Jace warned, his voice like ice. 

“Jace, wait-” 

But the call ended with a cold, empty dial tone. Tanya just stood there, gripping the phone tighter. “Jace.. Jace…” 

“Yeah, he hung up. Give me my phone back.” I snatched it from her hand. 

She staggered, looking like a ghost of herself, drained and empty. But I wasn’t sticking around for her meltdown. I had my own problems. Without another word, I drove off. 

As I drove, my head swirled with everything she said and Desmond’s death. By the time I pulled into the parking lot, I realized I didn’t even remember how I got there. I’d been so lost in thought lately, everything felt like a blur. No accidents yet, but at this rate, I was tempting fate. 

‘Get it together,‘ I told myself. 

At the counter, I handed over the documents. The clerk gave them a quick glance, stamped them, and started typing something into her computer. 

“Wait,” I called out suddenly. 

“What is it?” The clerk looked at me, confused. 

I glanced at the screen showing my parents‘ info, then pulled out my phone and snapped a quick pic. Just want to keep it as a memento.” 

” 

The clerk shrugged and finished up the process. But I found myself staring at that photo, my emotions swirling. They say someone only truly dies when they’re forgotten, when every trace of them is wiped 

away. 

As long as I’m alive, I won’t forget my parents. But everything connected to them–it was disappearing. The deregistration certificate in my hand, the house about to be torn down–it was like they were being erased piece by piece. 

“It’s done. Here are the documents,” the clerk said, sliding them over. 

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