Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 24

January 15th on the old calendar-Briony's mother, Julia Hudson, was finally coming home.

Stella had taken the day off to go with Briony to pick up Julia.

The weather forecast had been spot on: the day was glorious, clear and bright.

Sunlight broke through the thick winter clouds and spilled across the ground, turning the snow into a dazzling sea of diamonds.

Outside the gates of Northborough's women's prison, Briony stood wrapped in a cream-colored wool coat. She looked delicate, her long, silky hair swaying gently in the wind.

"Star, what time is it?" Briony's eyes were fixed on the towering brick walls ahead, her tightly clasped hands betraying her nerves.

Stella gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "It's only eight-thirty. She'll be out soon. Try not to worry."

As the words left her lips, the heavy iron gate rattled.

A smaller side door swung open.

Briony's eyelashes fluttered. She broke into a run.

"Mom!"

Julia paused in surprise when she saw her, but her face quickly broke into a smile. "Bryn, you're here."

the young guard said kindly, then turned and

gate clanged shut

over Julia's shoulders.

Stella. She stared for a moment before recognition dawned. "Star,

Bryn and I came to bring you

Stella's hand, holding on tight. "You're a good girl. I don't know what Bryn would've done without you all these years. Thank

me! Bryn and I grew up together-we're practically sisters. Don't feel bad. Let's get you home first. Bryn bought a new place and decorated it herself. It's cozy and beautiful; you're

Briony's hand in one of hers, Stella's in the other.

Dolphin Cove.

it reached the top floor, and the doors slid

them stepped out together. Stella hurried in first and lit the fireplace, positioning it right by the entrance. "Julia! Step over the fire-leave

filled with tears as she nodded

watched her mother cross the threshold into the home she'd so lovingly prepared. In that moment, emotion overwhelmed her; tears spilled down

wiping her face with the

that cold, unforgiving place, back into a home

no Kensingtons. No Hudsons. Just the two of

of the new apartment, showing off every cozy corner, before finally bringing her to

had picked them out

shower and change into something fresh? Later, Bryn and I will take you out for a

held them

long moment, she stood there, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Bryn has suffered so

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