Hank tried to convince himself that his pain stemmed from seeing how well Sonny got along with Duncan. Sonny was his biological son, yet from now on, he'd live with Duncan. There was even a chance that Sonny might start calling Duncan "Dad."

As these thoughts spiraled, Hank felt a wetness on his face.

Raising his hand to his cheek, he realized his palm was damp with tears.

He was crying.

But why?

Deep down, Hank knew the reason. He just couldn't bring himself to admit it—not out loud, not even to himself.

Unable to process his emotions, he slumped forward, resting his head on the steering wheel, and let the tears flow freely. He sobbed, releasing the torrent of regret and sorrow that had been building inside him.

Once the tears dried, Hank pulled himself together. He had made a plan for the day, and despite the turmoil, he would stick to it. Starting his car, he left the Civil Affairs Bureau and drove toward the prison to visit Jessica.

her eyes immediately landed on his swollen, red-rimmed

Your eyes are all puffy. Did something happen to your

Mrs. Brown, and his sister, Chelsea. The two women had

much of their chaos. She had fueled the conflicts between Hank and

calm, lacking his usual arrogance. "No, my parents are

front of Jessica. The way they had treated her in the past was indefensible,

head, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Then why are

had already taken a toll on them, both emotionally and socially. They had endured whispers,

could. But over time, their visits stopped. The occasional package delivered by a third party was the only connection they maintained. She later learned that her brother and sister-in-law

laughed bitterly when she heard the news. How quickly things had

was thriving and showering her family with gifts, they praised her. Her parents proudly boasted about their capable daughter who had "married well.” Her brother

stain on their reputation, no

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