âHe didnât need to do that.
Waylen, how is he?
For a fleeting moment, silence hung in the air, an unspoken truth.
Zoey knew something bad might have happened to Jarrod.
Placing his hand atop Zoeyâs, Waylen gently broke the silence.
âJarrod has passed away.
You were the last person in his thoughts.
â
The words lingered, a poignant reminder of lifeâs fragility.
Zoeyâs shock was palpable, yet instead of tears, she gently traced the handwritten words on the photograph.
Hy beloved Zoey.
When Zoey was young, she and Jarrod had been an incredible match, Their connection was undeniable, However, fate had other plans.
A bitter feud divided their families.
Jarrodâs family vehemently opposed his relationship with Zoey, uttering hurtful words, Zoey, known for her fierce spirit, couldnât tolerate such discord.
She made the bold decision to marry into the Evans family just half a year later.
Jarrod, unable to bear the constraints of his familyâs disapproval, chose a different path.
He ran away from home and eventually found himself drawn into the world of psychics,
The ambiance in the room was heavy with silence.
Zoey sat, her emotions hidden behind a stoic facade.
No tears, no cries â but Waylen understood the storm brewing within her.
In a hushed voice, Waylen began to share snippets of Jarrodâs history and his connection to the Fowler family.
Zoey responded with a nonchalant tone, âI thought he had given up on everything.
Yet, in the end, he helped my granddaughter.
For hours, Zoey remained in solitude, lost in her thoughts.
Waylen stood by her side, offering silent support.
As evening descended, Mark returned home.
He was taken aback to learn that Waylen was in the house.
Upon hearing from a servant that Zoey was in low spirits and that Waylen was with her, Mark decided to head straight to Zoeyâs bedroom,
He approached the bedroom door, giving it a gentle knock.
Concern laced his voice as he inquired.
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âMom, why have you locked the door?â
The door creaked open, revealing Waylen.
He quietly closed the door behind him and explained, âMark, your mother needs some time alone.
â
Mark felt a sense of unease wash over him.
He took a few steps away from the door but couldnât contain his curiosity.
âWhatâs wrong with my mom?â