Forever After All(74)

A tear rolls down her face, and Grandpa walks up to her. He swipes at her tears and a sob escapes Mom’s lips. Grandpa takes her into his arms, hugging her tightly.

“Dad… I want a divorce. I know Kennedys don’t do divorce, but look at me,” she says, her voice breaking. “The whole world knows that my husband cheats on me—I’m a laughing stock. And what for?”

She buries her face in Grandpa’s chest, and he closes his eyes, looking as pained as Mom does. “Please, Dad. Let me have a divorce. If you feel you need to disown me because of it, then do what you must. I just ask that you don’t let it affect my children.”

It kills me to see her like this. Her request shocks me—I never even thought divorce was an option. It wasn’t something I thought Mom would ever dare ask for. But she’s right. This… this is no life.

“Honey,” Grandpa says, his hand brushing over her hair, soothing her. “You’re my little girl, Sofia. All I’ve ever wanted for you was happiness, nothing less.”

He glances at me, a complicated look in his eyes. “Had I known about this… had my grandson not hidden this quite so well, then sweetie, there’s no way I would’ve ever let you stay. I didn’t know, honey. I assumed you two had your problems, but I never imagined it’d be to this extent.”

He rubs her back, but Mom can’t control her tears. It’s like years’ worth of heartache is finally finding its way out.

He pulls away to look at her, and the look on his face… I’ve never seen my grandfather look this hurt before. Mom sniffs, but she’s unable to hold back her sobs.

“Get a divorce,” he says, shocking us all. “You’re my daughter, Sofia. You will always be my little girl. There’s no way I’d disown you for choosing happiness. I won’t be the reason you remain trapped in a loveless marriage.”

I stare at my grandfather in disbelief. I didn’t think he’d ever allow that. I didn’t think he’d let Mom walk away from her marriage without repercussions.

I tried so hard to protect my mother, but if I hadn’t, she might have been able to get a divorce much sooner.

My love for her is what prolonged her pain.





Chapter 53





A lexander



I knock on my mother’s bedroom door. We usually have dinner together as a family at least every few days, but she hasn’t been coming down to eat with us. According to the staff, she hasn’t been eating much at all.

“Mom?”

She opens her door, and I stare at her in shock. Her eyes are swollen and red, her hair is messy, and she’s wearing a house robe. I’ve never seen her so… undone.

She sniffs and tries her best to smile at me. “I’m sorry, Alec. I just… I don’t feel well.”

I nod at her. “But you need to eat something. Please?”

She looks at me and sighs as she walks out of her room and down the stairs, not even bothering to change or comb her hair. Her movements are mechanical, as if she’s merely doing me a favor. I barely even recognize her. Just a few weeks ago, she’d never have dreamt of walking around like this—not even around the house.

I follow her down, worried sick. Elena, Lucian, and Sarah are already seated. They smile, but Mom doesn’t smile back.

“How are you feeling?” Sarah asks.

Mom looks up, and the two of them exchange a look, one of understanding. “Anthony told me to courier him the divorce papers. He won’t even come down to speak to me, to fight for me.”

I stare at her with wide eyes. I didn’t know any of this. I haven’t spoken to my father in months. Neither Lucian nor I ever speak to him anymore, and he doesn’t reach out either.

Sarah grabs Mom’s hand and nods. “Probably for the best. A clean break is what you need.”

Mom inhales shakily. “Thankfully, there isn’t much he can take. Most of our assets are owned by the company, which in turn is owned by my father. I’ll lose some of my property and a decent amount of money, but he won’t be able to get his hands on much more than that.”

I breathe a sigh of relief. Thank God, Grandpa is alive and well. If Mom had inherited his shares, we’d be in so much trouble—she’d have to give my father half.

Mom barely touches her food, and I see the anxiety in Elena’s eyes. She keeps adding small amounts of my mother’s favorite foods to her plate, but Mom won’t touch any of it.

Throughout dinner, Elena offers to take her on a spa day, and Lucian offers to take her shopping, but she isn’t interested at all.

I’m terrified she’ll fall back into the same depression she’d only just about staved off when I married Elena. She kept herself going by keeping up a facade, but now the whole world has seen her fall. She hasn’t left the house ever since my father made the news, and at this rate, she won’t.

I don’t know what to do. I’m used to almost everything being within my control, but this… there’s nothing I can do about this.

Mom rises as soon as everyone’s done eating and disappears before I can even stop her. Every once in a while, we’ll play card games together, and I was hoping to convince her to do that today, but she slipped away before I even had a chance.

I’m restless as I walk back up the stairs, Elena right behind me. She follows me into our sitting room and takes a seat on her favorite chair, as worried and absentminded as I am.