Even after Eunice finished all of Trina’s final arrangements, Declan still followed silently right behind her.
At the funeral, dressed all in black, Declan stepped forward, trying to stand beside Eunice to greet the mourners alongside her.
But before he could get close, Eunice spoke first, "Trina doesn’t have a father like you. You are not welcome here."
As she finished speaking, she lifted her gaze to look at Declan. It was the first time she had looked him directly in the eye in days.
"One more thing. After the funeral ends, we need to talk."
Those words hit Declan like a jolt. His whole body trembled, and an unexplainable panic coiled tight in his chest once again.
For the next few days, Eunice didn’t see Declan at all.
He seemed to be hiding from her... or maybe running from som
