Selena didn’t have the nerve to knock, while Bailey opened the bedroom door.

He’d specifically chosen a time like this where Elliot wasn’t there. Bailey knew that Selena didn’t know how to deal with her.

The door opened to reveal Jasper sitting there watching the TV with a bored expression.

Hearing the door, he turned around to look, his face turning shocked.

Then it sank.

“Come over here.”

He called out towards Selena. Then, he turned to his father.

“Close the door, Dad. I’ve got some things to talk about with Selena. Don’t worry. I won’t bully her.”

Bailey knew his son best. He smiled faintly, patted Selena on the shoulder and let her in, then closed the door.

Only Jasper and Selena were left in the bedroom. Selena walked over to Jasper’s bedside, not even daring to sit.

Face cold, Jasper opened his mouth.

to eat you? Sit, or are you that afraid of

felt like he and their mother were lying, that they couldn’t accept the existence

him

this well, but she didn’t

But as her big brother, of course he was going to deal with it. Jasper felt like he was getting the short end of

not like that,

chair next to the bed, eyes rimmed

could have helped. Leaving so suddenly without so much as a word or a letter – what if something happened to you out there? Am I supposed to regret it for the rest of my life? You’re an adult now, Selena, you can’t always run away from home to

her for a long while

troubles I come across, you’ll be at my side protecting me. It’s been like that from when we were small. You always would love me. Why would I distrust you? Even a year

fell, and Jasper’s heart softened

it in the first time, but I couldn’t this time, so I let my tone get a little hard. I thought you didn’t trust me, or

that, Jasper

Is it the child’s father? Is his identity too complicated? You’re afraid that it’d be dangerous for the family if

the family, but still left without a word with the kid, then she clearly wanted to lay low. It was a definite

keep it from the child’s father. If the child’s father knew, he’d been in danger, or she would be in danger herself. But the Hollands weren’t a small family anymore. They had power,

the

troubles I can’t word for shame. I feel like voicing them would stab me in the heart. Can

don’t trust me enough to tell me your

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