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.

had been a taboo topic in the past few days, a reminder of a wound that

You're not alone; you have me." Jasper's voice was strained and

a simple and peaceful life. I'm sure she'd want a funeral to reflect that,

There was never a day of peace or freedom. Jasper, I've destroyed Angelina's life. I've killed her.

Landon. Angelina wouldn't want to see you suffer. You need to stay strong to protect the Harper

only after

his voice regaining a semblance of control. "Take

flicker of resolve. I want to gather some of Angeline's belongings, things she used when she was alive. I want to keep them

had once been a haven for Landon, Lauren, and Angeline—a place filled with warmth and

kept his eyes fixed on the road while Jasper sat

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