Cornelius’ funeral was grandly organized with the assistance of both the Becketts and Taylors.

As the day came to a close, everyone from the Harper Group departed, leaving Landon alone, kneeling before his grandfather's photo for an extended period.

Alyssa returned home to keep Winston company while Jasper remained with his best friend until the end.

“Landon, you're exhausted. You should go home and get some rest," Jasper urged, attempting to help him up, but Landon’s resolve was unyielding; he couldn't even budge him.

“I can't rest. I need to arrange Angelina's funeral too," he responded almost mechanically.

Jasper's heart ached at the sight of Landon's exhaustion.

days, a reminder

have me." Jasper's voice was strained

Angeline telling me she wanted a simple and peaceful life. I'm sure she'd want a funeral to reflect that, to quietly depart from this world like a raindrop fading into the rain,” Landon said,

semblance of a smile quickly vanished. "But she chose to follow me into a life filled with violence. There was never a day of peace

yourself like this, Landon. Angelina wouldn't want to see you suffer. You need to

only

semblance of control. "Take me to Sage

face, pale in the dim light, held a flicker of resolve. I want to gather some of Angeline's belongings, things she used when she was alive. I want to keep them here

Landon, Lauren, and Angeline—a place filled with warmth and love. Now, it served as a painful reminder of

his eyes fixed on the road while Jasper sat in the back, lost in thought. Leaning against the window,

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