mid

building, ordered by Richard Noah, who looks extremely furious. The only peo

, and I haven't moved from our seats. Clara is crying against Tony's chest as he wraps his arms around

to help them solve the problem. Their conversation revolves around

pened to Evelyn Stone during these past hours. They must have figured out that th

ther back. He squeezes his eyes shut while his mother weeps, and I can see that he's holding bac

rs in her eyes and stares at him with

out what it is. He hugs his son too, but briefly, and when

cruel way on the day that was supposed to be sacred an

roach us, the families from the bride's s

speaking to each other without saying any word. "They're

" he whispers, just as Kimberly walks toward us to get her daug

with us, because the Noahs need him more. Clara

ooks up to see her mother, s

res at her daughter pleadingly. "Clara." Her

, who's still standing at the altar with his

ice cracks. "Wha

pain in her voice when she says, "He's stayin

head again. "I'm

instead of leaving Anderson,

scapes from her lips before she ope

can see her lips tremble. She

he adds in

l hasn't turned around to face all of us.

balling her fist at her side. "I'm not going home without

n, "Please, Anderson. Just come home wi

atmosphere turns tense. I watch as tears roll down Clara's ch

h anger now. She sounds like she's torn between breaking

booms as he finally turns around. His jaw is tight. Tears brim his eyes, but he doesn't cry. He

my face hard. The lump in my throat

use

an away bec

his man, and I don't know how

incent in that garden, she would have wa

at's when Tony comes to her side. While she's still staring at

k at us again. "Would you--" He lets out a frustrat

ny whispers to he

t Anderson isn't okay. However, the least we can do is to do w

ll, and Clara turns to her father, who's waiting

ny wraps his arms around her whil

onto the same spot. I can't move. I don't want to leave thi

pulls me to stand up from my seat. "C

y. My eyes can't leave Anderson, and the last thin