The Distance Between Us was His Closeness with His Sister

You want to divorce Tucker?

Hearing me bring up divorce again, my best friend laughed.

So how long do you think youll last this time before you start talking to him again, huh?

I tugged at the corner of my mouth.

This time, I mean it.

Id been married to Tucker Afton for three long years. Id loved him with all my stupid heart for ten.

Twice abandoned by his family, hed learned early on to keep his guard up around anyone who tried to get close.

Knowing his past, I felt sorry for him. I wanted him to believe that someone could truly love him and never leave. And so I gave him more love than anyone should, trying to melt a heart that had been frozen for years.

And thats why everyone assumed I could never, ever leave him.

But just three days ago, I watched it with my own eyeswithout even looking at the documents, he signed our divorce papers.

Now, just one more week, and finally, I will be free. Ill be leaving for Canada for further studies. And I swear to God that I will never allow myself to get close to that asshole again.

Little did my best friend know, three days ago, my grandma was critically ill.

Tucker was driving me to the hospital when his phone rang. Just one goddamn call and that motherfucker made a U-turn, leaving me alone on the highway!

In a panic to find someone to get me to the hospital, I slipped and lost the baby I was carrying.

By the time I woke up in the hospital, my grandma She was already gone.

That news shattered me completely. The first thing that came to mind was to find Tucker, but instead, a photo of him popped up on my screen.

In the photo, he was carrying a woman on his back. The man who had always hated being affectionate with me in public was tilting his face to the side, pressing a tender kiss to her cheek, as if she were something precious.

My brother hasnt changed at all. If I act cute and say I wanna see him, no matter what hes doing, hell immediately drop everything and come get me.

Tell me, my dear sister, what should I do with him?

That homewrecker was Kelsey ButchTuckers former foster sister. And just my luck, a month ago, her mom married my dad. Shes my fucking stepsister now.

And Tucker had always been incredibly fond of her.

I used to convince myself that whatever was going on between them was nothing more than family affection. Even when it was killing me inside, I swallowed my bitterness.

But at this moment, I could no longer lie to myself.

I stared at their photo for a long time until my heart felt empty.

So the truth was, Tucker wasnt actually cold by nature. He wasnt incapable of love, either.

That asshole just never meant to love me like that.

Well then, Im letting him go.

Speaking of the devil, a car horn blared outside the caf. He had come to pick me up.

Inside the car, his voice was as detached as always.

Have you handled the contract you asked me to sign last time? Why havent I heard any updates back?

Veritys POV

I looked at Tuckers facethat very face that had made my heart flutter countless times and let me down just as many. And all of a sudden, I really wanted to tell him something.

What hed casually signed back then wasnt some business contract at all.

It was a divorce agreement.

That was

Suddenly, a ringtone cut me in.

I was just about to speak when Tuckers phone rang first.

The moment that special ringtone sounded, I already knew who it was.

As soon as he picked up, Kelseys soft voice drifted into the car.

Tucker my stomach hurts again.

I dont want to eat Delias cooking. She only makes dishes that my sister likes Could you make something for me yourself?

I saw it clearlyTuckers expression softened instantly, even his voice turning gentler.

If your stomach hurts, dont force yourself to eat things you dont like.

Ill go buy groceries now and cook something good for you. Okay? Be good and wait at home.

After hanging up, he finally seemed to remember that I was still sitting in the passenger seat.

He turned to me, his tone settling back into calm neutrality.

Honey, just take a cab back to your place later. I need to go buy some groceries.

It felt like a huge hand clenched tightly around my heart, squeezing the air right out of me.

All the things I wanted to say jammed in my throat and, in the end, turned into a weak, bitter smile.

I stared at Tucker for a long time, genuinely shocked that a man whod never lifted a finger at home actually knew how to cook.

He mustve sensed something because he reached over and rubbed my head, explaining.

Honey, dont be jealous over nothing. Kelsey just sees me as her brother. She just moved to San Antonio and doesnt know anyone else, so she relies on me out of habit. Give her time, and itll pass.

You knowher parents took me in for fourteen years. I owe them.

If this were before, I mightve even felt a little happy that the usually quiet, distant Tucker was explaining himself, worried Id be upset.

But whether he was explaining out of guilt or something else entirely, I couldnt tell anymore.

I tugged at the corner of my mouth, said nothing, pushed the door open, and got out of his car.

Standing by the roadside, I waved down a cab and gave my home address.

As the car slowly pulled away, memories flooded backto the first time I met Tucker years ago at my familys auto shop.

That day, his hands were covered in grease, his head lowered as he worked on a car, barely speaking to anyone.

But even among all the mechanics, that sharp, striking face of his still stood outhandsome to the point it almost hurt to look at.

I almost fell for him at first glance.

Later, it was me who begged my dad to pull him out of the repair shop and onto the racetrack.

It was me who stayed up late with him studying theory, modifying cars, doing test runs.

And it was me who slowly pushed every opportunity I could give right into his hands.

I pitied where he came from.

I felt sorry for him for what hed been through.

I admired his talent.

At first, I was attracted by his looks. Later, his abilities completely won me over.

I always felt that if the world had ever been unfair to him, then I was willing to make it right on the worlds behalf.

Eventually, Tucker stood on the podium and became a wildly popular race car driver.

He started his own team, opened a company, and was chased after by countless people.

And three years ago, Dad arranged for me to marry Tucker. He didnt refuse. At our wedding, he promised to treat me well for the rest of his life.

For the three years after we got married, I genuinely believed I was happybecause my long, one-sided waiting finally seemed to be paying off.

I waited until the look he gave me no longer felt distant.

I waited until he smiled at me more and more.

I waited until, in bed, he stopped treating intimacy like a silent obligation and would occasionally call my name in a low voice.

I waited until, standing on the podium, he thanked me publicly for my support for the first time, instead of dodging questions about what our relationship was.

Back then, I even naively thought the impossible had happened.

That I had finally made my way into Tuckers heart.

When I found out I was pregnant, I was so happy I couldnt sleep. I wanted to surprise him.

Then Kelsey came into the picture.

And only then did I realizeTucker wasnt incapable of loving someone.

When he loves someone, hes just as humble as I am, just as willing to give everything.

When I got sick, he was always calm and efficient.

Hed quickly arrange doctors and handle everything that needed to be done but he rarely showed much emotion.

But when Kelsey got sick, he was visibly panicked, even irrationalrushing to the hospital overnight, standing in the hallway, quietly begging the doctors.

When I was picky about food, hed just tell the maid to make another dish.

But when Kelsey didnt like carrots, hed sit beside her at the table and patiently pick them out one by one, his movements gentle to the point of tenderness.

When I stayed up late working overtime, Tucker would read beside me and wait to sleep together.

But when Kelsey was upset, hed video call her, breaking things down bit by bit, staying with her until her emotions completely settled.

Before, without anything to compare to, I thought I was happy.

Now, I finally understood that the happiness I once felt so smug about was nothing more than stray sparks that spilled out unintentionally from Tuckers overwhelming love for Kelsey.

Moments later, the car stopped in front of my house.

I wiped the tears off my face and got out.

But the moment I pushed the door open, I froze.

The living room was brightly lit. A delicate birthday cake sat in the center of the dining table.

My eldest and second brothers stood nearby, smiling as they gently teased Kelsey.

Their voices were relaxed and indulgenta kind of warmth I hadnt heard from them in months.

To our familys best little sister, happy birthday!

If only wed become siblings with you earlier. Instead, we spent all these years doting on the murderers daughter. Damn, just thinking about it makes me sick.

Veritys POV

When my second brother said that, his voice was thick with hatred.

I stood frozen at the doorway, not daring to step inside.

My mom was my dads second wife. She died giving birth to me.

Dad was always busy with work, so it was my brothers who held my hand to and from school, who shielded me from every storm.

Aside from my dad, they were the closest family I had in the world.

But not long after Kelseys mother married into the family, rumors started spreading inside the house.

They said my dads first wife hadnt died by accidentthat my mother had set her up to die.

They said my mom had been a mistress who clawed her way into the family by stepping on a dead womans life.

Those words were like poison, seeping little by little into my brothers ears.

I wanted to explain, but the truth was, I didnt know much about my biological mother either. I couldnt even tell whether those rumors were true.

All my brothers felt was anger and regret. For them, all these years of doting on me felt like a betrayal of their late mother.

Kelseys arrival gave them the perfect outlet. A new sister they could pour their feelings intosomeone they could favor, compensate, and indulge without guilt.

Me? I became the target of their resentment. Someone to take revenge on.

Worst of all, because I had no proof to clear my moms name, I never had the confidence to stand my ground in front of them.

The moment they saw me walk in, the smiles on their faces vanished almost simultaneously.

Suddenly, the air turned cold.

Damon, my eldest brother frowned, clearly annoyed.

Why are you here?

My second brothers gaze swept over me, paused for a split second, then turned cold.

Verity! Youve got some nerve showing up! Perfect timing. I was just about to ask you. Did you pocket Kelseys allowance for this month?

I didnt even understand what he was talking about.

What?

Dont play dumb!

Damons voice dropped, heavy with pressure.

Kelsey just told us she hasnt received a single cent this month.

His eyes locked onto me, his tone severe.

She just moved in and youre already trying to put her in her place, huh?!

I felt absurdly wronged.

Ive never touched her money.

Then did it just disappear on its own?

My second brother, Damien, let out a cold laugh.

Hey, is this because Kelsey moved in and took the position you used to have, so now youre targeting her?

Right then, Kelseys eyes suddenly reddened.

She looked startled, hurriedly waving her hands, her voice soft and trembling with carefully measured hurt.

Damon Damien Please dont be like this

She glanced at me, then quickly lowered her head.

Maybe she just hasnt been able to accept me yet. If our sister doesnt like me, I can try not to appear in front of her so much in the future.

Kelsey, theres no need to care whether she likes you or not. What she thinks doesnt matter.

Damon lowered his head, unlocked his phone, and tapped the screen decisively.

The next second, Kelseys phone vibrated.

She glanced down, her eyes slowly turning red, then looked up at him in disbelief.

Damon this is this is too much money. I cant take it

Its just five hundred thousand.

His voice was calm, but cold and absolute.

From now on, Ill personally give you your allowance.

After saying that, his gaze shifted back to me.

As for you, starting today, all the bank cards under your name are frozen.

I snapped my head up.

Damon?!

Since you havent learned how to respect others, take some time to reflect. When you finally figure it out, well talk again.

My throat tightened. I couldnt believe my eldest brother would do this to me.

Meanwhile, Damien was already fed up. He stepped forward, his eyes openly hostile.

If you think this house cant accommodate you, then leave.

Anyway He sneered. You dont welcome Kelsey, and we dont welcome you either.

When I heard that, panic and helplessness surged violently in my chest.

I couldnt just be convicted like this. I didnt know whether my mom had been guilty or not, but something I never did, I would not take the blame for.

I pulled out my phone, forcing myself to stay calm.

Damon. Damien. Please listen to me. I really didnt touch her money.

My voice came out rushed.

I can show you my statements. Every expense Ive ever made is recorded. Ive never handled her allowancenot once

Why is everyone just standing around?

A deep, familiar masculine voice came from the doorway.

Tucker walked in, his assistant following behind him. He was carrying several bags of fresh groceriesclearly just back from the supermarket.

In that instant, I almost instinctively wanted to ask him for help.

But Kelsey was faster than I was.

The moment she saw him clearly, the smile on her face became blinding.

Bro!

She practically ran toward him, threw her arms around him, and clung to him like a koala.

Youre finally here!

Tucker froze for a moment, instinctively reaching out to support her. The force even made him turn halfway around.

The tips of his ears quickly turned red. His voice carried a helpless smile.

Get down. What does this look like? Youre not a kid anymore.

But Kelsey refused to let go. She pressed even closer, smiling without a shred of shame.

I dont care. In front of you, I am a kid.

Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, her peripheral vision swept over me.

She slowly released him, stood properly, and her expression turned awkward and cautious.

Oh I forgot.

She lowered her head, her voice soft.

My sister-in-law Oh no, my sister is still here.

Verity, are you maybe uncomfortable because I keep sticking to my brother all the time? Thats why you didnt really want to give me allowance?

My head buzzed.

Thats not

Im sorry.

She didnt give me a chance to finish. Tears welled up immediately.

I really didnt mean to. Ill be more careful in the future. I wont cling to my brother anymore

The moment those words fell, I clearly felt the air around Tucker turn cold.

He didnt look at her. He lifted his eyes and stared at me coldly instead.

Tucker, I didnt I opened my mouth to explain.

But he cut me off, looking away first.

He reached into the inside pocket of his suit, pulled out a bank card, and handed it to Kelsey.

If you run out of money, use this.

His voice was calm.

This is dividend income from shares I bought under your name. It doesnt belong to the marital assets I share with her.

As he said that, he looked at me again.

There was an unmistakable warning in his eyes.

She has no right to touch that.

Veritys POV

At that moment, it felt like the air was being slowly pulled out of my lungs.

What Tucker did hurt more than if hed questioned me directly, far more than if hed accused me like my brothers did.

Hed built everything from nothing. I knew how hard it was for him, so Id never once asked him for allowance.

I had my own income, my own savings.

He rarely gave me anything. Gifts were few and far between.

And I never complained about it.

But now, he handed over the money he earned himself to Kelseyso casually.

Shares under Kelseys name. That meant that when Tucker started his company three years ago, hed already counted her share in from the very beginning.

At some point, my phone screen had gone dark.

All those bank statements. All that proof. Suddenly, none of it mattered anymore.

No one would believe me. No one even wanted to.

Tucker coaxed Kelsey into cooking with him. My brothers stood around her, laughing and chatting. Not one of them spared me a glance.

Then my phone vibrated. I looked down and saw a message from my lawyer.

[The divorce process will be completed in one week.]

I stared at that line for a few seconds, and strangely, my heart settled.

Right. Why was I still stressing over what was true or not? I was about to be divorced anyway. And I was leaving for Canada soon.

Who my brothers cared about. Who Tucker chose to be kind to. None of it had anything to do with me anymore.

As for the Severins' money, whether they wanted to give it to me or not, part of it was mine by right in the first place!

I didnt stay for that tasteless, miserable dinner. I just took a cab back to the apartment Tucker and I shared and started packing.

In the master bedroom closet hung all the matching pajamas and lounge sets Id picked out for us.

I stood there for a while, then packed every single piece into a box.

I was the only one who ever cared about those things anyway.

When Tucker wore them, he never cared whether they matched. He never even looked at me.

The plants in the corner of the living roomId picked and raised each one based on his preferences.

The racing models on the bookshelfId hunted them down one by one for him.

Tucker never once asked where any of it came from.

It was like those things just naturally belonged there.

This apartment was filled with traces of me.

And yet, the things that actually belonged to me were pitifully few.

Honestly, before Kelsey showed up, I could endure a lot.

Tucker being coldI endured it. His being bad at expressing himselfI made excuses for him.

Id even thought that if he fell for someone else one day, I might still have a chance to pull his heart back.

But it just had to be Kelsey.

The foster sister whod lived through those dependent, difficult years with him.

A past he could never cut away from his life.

They shared more than ten years of memories.

That kind of bond and reliance never left any room for menot from the start.

In the month since Kelsey arrived, I saw for the first time how Tucker truly loved someone.

I knew thenhe fully intended to go on loving her quietly for the rest of his life, in the name of being her brother-in-law.

But why did I have to be the one sacrificed?

Im not some idiot who exists just to be used!

Crying and cursing under my breath, I dug through the very bottom of the drawer and found my first love letter to him.

The paper had yellowed with age.

What Id written on it was still clear.

[Tucker, Ill keep waiting until you like me.]

I stared at it for a long time, then gently placed it at the very bottom of the box.

Verity from ten years ago, I thought, Im sorry. I dont want to wait for him anymore.

Tucker came home very late that night.

The cardboard boxes on the floor were impossible to miss. He glanced at them, his brow tightening slightly, like he wanted to say something.

But the hesitation passed quickly.

To him, it was probably just me being moody againnothing worth paying attention to.

He changed his shoes, his tone casual as ever.

Why are you packing things up?

When I didnt respond, he paused, then added, Stuffs old? Thinking of replacing it?

I answered quietly, Mm.

He looked at me for a couple of seconds, as if confirming I wasnt about to start a fight, then didnt ask anything else.

He was never good at dealing with my emotions.

And hed never felt the need to try very hard.

It never once crossed his mind that I might be packing because I was leaving.

I bet in his heart, he was completely certain of one thing: I would never leave him.

After showering, Tucker got into bed like he always did and pulled me into his arms from behind.

His chin rested lightly on my shoulder. His breath was close, his voice low and rough with desire.

Dad called me today. He said its time we have a kid.

Veritys POV

At that moment, it felt like something caved in inside my chest.

From the time we got home until now, Tucker never once mentioned the bank card.

Instead, he talked about my dad pushing us to have a baby.

But he obviously doesnt love me!

So to him, was a child never about lovejust something to appease my dad?

I felt short of breath and pushed Tucker away without thinking.

He paused, clearly startled, then his brows knitted together.

Whats wrong?

Id never turned him down beforenot even when I wasnt feeling well. This was the first time.

I took a breath. My throat felt tight. Im on my period. Im uncomfortable.

He contradicted me almost immediately.

That cant be right. Ive countedyour period shouldnt be today.

I couldnt stop myself from letting out a quiet laugh.

It was shallow but laced with a sarcasm even I couldnt suppress.

It hasnt been regular for two months already.

I looked at him, my voice soft. You remember it that clearly?

He went quiet for a second, clearly in the wrong.

But it never occurred to him that my cycle was irregular because Id been pregnant back then. Seeing I wasnt interested, he didnt push it. He simply reached out and pulled me back into his arms.

The gesture was casualfirm enough that refusal wasnt really an option.

Then get some sleep.

His breathing slowly evened out.

I stayed awake, staring at the dark ceiling as tears silently soaked into the pillow.

I was painfully aware that for Kelseys sake, he didnt even seem to be considering a divorceand was still thinking about having a child with me.

But Tucker were not having kids.

The next morning, he was already gone when I woke up. I still had a lot to take care of.

Documents were spread all over the table: housing for the Canada study program, visas, partner schools, health insurance. Every detail needed my personal confirmation.

Just six more days.

Then I could start over.

That was when my phone started vibrating.

The moment I answered, a panicked voice came rushing through.

Verity! You need to get here now! Tuckers back on the track!

My head rang.

What?

He entered an underground rally race. Someone set him up! Water was dumped on the trackthe car lost control and flipped! Everythings chaos right now!

I barely registered the rest.

The ringing in my ears surged. My vision washed out white. The steering wheel shook in my hands.

I dont even remember hanging up. I just remember slamming the gas, the car shooting forward.

Id always known how dangerous racing was.

In the early years, when Tucker had no money and no name, rally racing was his only shot.

Prize money. Sponsorships. A way up. He was betting his life on the wheel.

But later, after he started his company, things stabilized.

Hed promised me back then.

Honey, if youre worried, Ill quit.

Hed said it so confidently, smiling, ruffling my hair.

And now, today, hed gone back without telling me.

The car sped down the road, but my hands felt ice-cold.

A fear so intense it felt suffocating rose up inside me.

When I arrived, I could see the chaos from far away.

Crooked caution tape. Shouting crowds.

I didnt even stop to ask what had happened; my eyes locked onto the overturned race car by the track.

The frame was mangled. The door was jammed.

In that instant, only one thought remained in me.

Is he going to die?

Even if we were on the verge of divorce, the moment I saw that familiar car, I knew I couldnt stay detached.

That was someone I had once loved deeply.

I forced my way through the crowd, stumbled to the car, and dropped to my knees.

Tucker!

My voice shook as I grabbed the warped door, trying desperately to pull it open.

Someone tried to stop me. Verity, calm down! Rescue is already on the way

But I couldnt hear them.

All I saw was the blood smeared across the drivers seat, terrified it wouldnt stop.

My knee slammed into the gravel. Pain shot through me.

But I didnt care.

I worked with several staff members, prying at the door with everything we had.

The metal sliced my fingers. Blood mixed with sweat.

Finally, we heard a click.

The door gave way.

I held my breath and leaned in to take a look.

But my entire body froze in place.

Tucker was slumped in the drivers seat, barely conscious, his forehead covered in blood.

But his body was twisted protectively to one side.

In his arms, he was shielding someone

It was Kelsey.

Hed pulled her into the safer position. Her head rested against his shoulder. She looked pale, but there were no obvious injuries.

Tuckers back, meanwhile, had taken the full force of the impact.

At that moment, it felt like someone had ripped my chest open.

The sound of the ambulance came closer and closer, piercing and irritating.

The medics moved quickly, efficiently, loading them onto stretchers.

I stood there, as if nailed to the spot.

I was unsure whether to followor turn around and leave.

In the end, I took a shaky breath, turned around clumsily, got into my car, and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

The doctor gave the update soon after.

The accident wasnt severe. Mr. Afton has a mild concussion and some external injuries. It was close, but he was lucky.

As for the woman, she also has a mild concussion. Observation will be enough.

I nodded, my fingers trembling slightly.

As long as hes okay

I forced myself not to think further.

At least for now, I didnt want to question why Tucker and Kelsey were together at the racetrack.

I headed for Tuckers hospital room.

The nurse had just finished checking him and reminded him not to get out of bed.

Before she finished speaking, he was already pushing himself upright.

Where is she?

The nurse blinked. Who?

The one who came in with me.

His voice was tight and urgent, his brows tightly furrowed.

Shes timid. Shes never been through anything like this. That crash must have terrified her. I need to go check on her.

Veritys POV

The nurse tried to stop him. Sir, you have multiple bruises

But he had already pushed past her. The movement was too abrupt and pulled at his injuries, his face turning pale instantly.

Only then did he notice me standing in the doorway.

The second our eyes met, he paused.

It was guilt he didnt have time to hide.

Honey youre here.

He explained almost instinctively. Im just going to check on Kelsey. Im worried shes scared.

He looked at me as if hed already expected me to object, prepared with what hed say next.

But I just nodded.

He froze, clearly not expecting me to agree so easily.

Still, without saying anything else, he hurried toward the room next door.

I stood in the hallway, lowering my gaze to the ring on my left hand.

Id worn our wedding ring for many years.

At first, it felt unfamiliar. Later, I didnt even want to take it off to shower or sleep.

Now, it felt lightlike an unnecessary piece of metal.

I took it off without hesitation and dropped it into the trash can at the end of the hall.

A clink sounded.

It was soft, but it felt like a period being placed inside my heart.

Inside Kelseys room, she was sitting on the hospital bed.

She looked clean and neat, except for a faint smear of dried blood near her cheek.

Her two brothers stood on either side of her.

Are you still dizzy?

What did the doctor say? Do you need another check?

Tucker walked over, his voice tense.

Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?

I went in, set the fruit basket on the cabinet, and was about to leave.

Verity.

Kelsey suddenly called out to me.

Her voice trembled, her eyes red, looking both wronged and helpless.

Im sorry I really am.

She struggled to get out of bed, her voice shaking.

If it werent for me, Tucker wouldnt have been hurt this badly.

I didnt mean it. Its just that earlier today someone spread rumors about mereally ugly ones. My brother heard them and got so angry he wanted to hit someone.

He said he couldnt let people hurt me like that, but I stopped him. I was afraid hed get hurt.

Then that man provoked him, asked if he dared to race.

So my brother agreed.

He said that if I sat in the passenger seat and helped guide him, he would definitely win.

My fingers tightened suddenly.

A navigator is someone a racer entrusts their life to on the track.

I had wanted, countless times, to be Tuckers navigator.

For his one sentenceI trust youI learned routes, wind speed, track rules. I stayed up late memorizing maps, running simulations again and again.

But every time I brought it up, he only refused.

Its too dangerous. Dont get involved, hed say.

Now, Kelseywho knew nothinghad easily taken that seat beside him.

She even rode with him into a rollover, nearly costing him his life.

And no one blamed her.

Verity, I really didnt mean to hurt my brother, Kelsey cried, her voice breaking. You love him so much; you must be angry, disappointed. Please dont blame him. Its all my fault

She sobbed softly. How about Ill kneel and apologize to you?

As she spoke, she actually lifted the blanket, starting to kneel.

I froze for a moment and didnt react in time.

The next second, a strong force yanked me aside.

What are you doing?!

Tucker almost instinctively pulled Kelsey behind him.

Our brothers immediately stepped forward, one on each side, holding her up.

Kelsey, dont.

This isnt your fault.

They didnt even wait for me to speak.

Their expressions hardened as they looked at me.

Verity! What right do you have to blame Kelsey? You dont even care about Tucker, and you still let him take our sister to do something that dangerous. We havent even blamed you for not keeping an eye on your own man!

If anyones to blame, its the one who spread those rumors. Well handle it. Kelsey, you dont owe her an apology.

Tucker stood between me and Kelsey, clearly protecting her.

Yes. This is on me, he said. I chose to race. I know what Im doing. I just didnt expect someone to set me up. This isnt Kelseys fault.

I steadied myself, feeling how absurd it all was.

Why did they think I would go after Kelsey?

I was the one more seriously injured.

None of this was my fault.

Yet standing here, I felt like the guilty onelike a vicious woman who needed to be stopped before she did something unforgivable.

I raised my hand, cutting off Tucker before he could keep explaining.

Im not mad.

I looked at him and spoke slowly.

Tucker, if you want to die, then go die. It has nothing to do with me.

With that, I turned and walked away.

Behind me, he called out once.

Honey

But the next second, Kelsey let out a soft cry.

Ah it hurts.

Tucker hesitated, then stopped and turned back.

In a room full of family, not one person noticed the blood soaking through the fabric over my knee.

At the end of the hallway, I took out my phone and dialed a number.

Hunter.

My voice was quiet.

Can you come pick me up?

There was a brief pause, then a low, amused voice.

What, the young heiress finally remembered me?

Stay there, he said. Ill be right there.

Veritys POV

Hunter Hutcherson and I grew up together. Weve known each other since we were kids.

The people I can truly say Im close to nowafter everyone else has come and goneare just him, my older brother, and Tucker.

After I got married, I almost completely lost touch with my old group of girlfriends.

So at this moment, the only person I could call was Hunter.

He arrived quickly. When he saw I was hurt, he rushed me to see a doctor, had my wounds treated, then drove me all the way home.

Along the way, I talked in bits and pieces about getting a divorce, about going to Canada.

Hunter didnt try to talk me out of it, and he didnt comfort me either. He just said casually,

Thats good. The divorce package your mom prepared for you should be ready soon, too.

I froze for a second and turned to look at him.

Thats when he explained that my mom and his mom had been best friends for years.

Before my mom passed away, shed specifically told them that if my marriage ever fell apart and I chose divorce, everything she left behind was to be given directly to me.

She said, Hunter spoke evenly, she didnt want you relying on anyone. She wanted you to be able to live well on your own.

My eyes immediately turned red.

So my mom had already thought everything through for me.

All the assets she prepared were premarital property. My dad didnt even know about them.

She loved him, but she never fully trusted menso she left everything to me.

Hunter added, almost as an afterthought, And hey, about what happened back then, stop doubting your mom. She would never hurt anyone, and she definitely wouldnt kill someone just to climb higher. Your parents dated overseas for a full year before getting married. People from that generation all know this.

Its just that your brother was too stupid to bother checking.

That was when I finally broke down, tears spilling uncontrollably.

The tight knot that had been sitting in my chest for years felt like it was finally being loosened.

My mom wasnt a murderer.

She loved me more than anything.

Just thinking about those two things made my whole body feel warm.

By the time we reached my place, it was already late.

Hunter told me to get some rest, then said that in a few days he could go to Canada with me. He had businesses there too, so I didnt need to be afraid.

I smiled and said I wasnt a kid anymore.

He glanced at me and said quietly, A young woman is going abroad alone How could I not worry?

The porch light came on just as he finished speaking.

Tuckers car pulled up. He walked in with Kelsey.

When he saw Hunter and me standing together talking, his expression darkened immediately.

What are you two doing?

Hunter never held his tongue. He glanced at him and sneered.

Mr. Afton, whats with that caught you cheating look? Youre the one who brought Kelsey home.

Tuckers face darkened further. He pressed down his temper and explained, Were just siblings. Nothing improper. Kelsey was scared at the hospital, so I brought her home to rest.

Hunter put on an exaggerated look of realization and casually wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

Ohsiblings, he repeated. What a coincidence. Verity and I grew up together, too. Real close. Brother. Sister.

Tuckers face went completely dark. He instinctively reached for me, but Kelsey suddenly said softly, Tucker, Im a little hungry.

He pressed his lips together, grabbed my wrist, and pulled me into the apartment, slamming the door shut behind him and leaving Hunter outside.

Hed never liked Hunter. Always said he was frivolous and unreliable.

Stay away from him from now on, Tucker said coldly.

I looked at him and asked quietly, Why?

Hes like a brother to me, I said. Were completely innocent.

I returned his own words to him exactly as hed said them.

He clearly froze, like something had gotten stuck in his throat and he couldnt respond.

I didnt wait for him. I pulled my hand free and went back to my room.

He seemed distracted after that. He didnt even hear Kelsey calling him.

After she moved in, she never once mentioned leaving.

She always had a reason.

She said my familys house was too big and unfamiliar, that it scared her.

She said San Antonio made her feel unsafe.

She said she could only sleep if she stayed by Tuckers side.

Our two brothers felt sorry for her and indulged her in everything.

For days in a row, gifts kept arriving at the door.

Designer bags, jewelry, supplementsone after another.

When the servants collected them, theyd instinctively glance at me, then quickly look away.

Not a single item was meant for me.

This was their punishment. But I no longer cared, and it didnt hurt anymore.

Because I knew my mother was innocent.

And now, there was only one day left before I left.

That evening, I unusually wanted to sit down and have a proper meal with Tucker.

Just to give this marriage a decent ending.

But the moment I stepped into the living room, I stopped.

I saw Kelsey standing on the balcony, practically pressed against Tucker.

She tilted her face up as she talked to him, her hand naturally hooked around his arm, her body relaxed and unguarded.

Tucker looked down at her, his expression gentle, his voice soft.

That easeI hadnt seen it in a long time.

I used to circle around him like that too, like a small bird with no sense of security.

I liked the calm focus in his eyes when he worked. I liked the way he stepped in front of me to chase off drunk men. I even liked how, when I casually said, That stray cat stuck in the rocks looks so pitiful, he would immediately pull over, roll up his sleeves, and go save it.

But he rarely responded to my love.

I could say I like you twenty times, and he would answer once, I know.

I wanted to be close like an ordinary married couple, but he always kept a distance.

In this house, only in bed could I be sure he felt any desire for me.

But now, with Kelsey, his closeness came so naturally.

Maybe this was the married life he truly wanted.

When I walked closer, I noticed that he paused and instinctively stepped back.

Kelseys expression darkened for a split second before smoothing out again.

Honey, are you eating with us tonight?

He seemed to be trying to ease the tension and asked proactively, What do you feel like eating? Ill cook.

Whatever.

He went into the kitchen. It was the first time hed ever cooked for me.

And yet, I didnt feel even a trace of happiness

Because hed already cooked for Kelsey countless times.

Only she and I were left in the living room.

The obedient look on her face vanished immediately. She lowered her voice and said, Verity, dont you think youre really in the way?

She leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper.

Cant you see how happy my brother and I are, just the two of us? Did you come over on purpose to interrupt us?

Veritys POV

I froze for a moment, then tugged the corner of my mouth into a sarcastic smile.

So Kelsey wasnt clueless about Tuckers feelings after all. Hah. This bitch actually enjoyed it.

These two were clearly in love, yet still playing the stupid act of devoted siblings in front of everyone.

But I didnt care anymore. What they felt for each other had nothing to do with me.

Im leaving soon.

My tone was calm. After that, however you want to enjoy your time alone togethergo ahead.

She let out a cold laugh and looked me up and down.

You think I believe you?

She leaned closer, her voice sharp and poisonous.

Oh right, Verity, do you know why my mom was able to marry into your family? Tucker played a big part in that.

My chest tightened. What do you mean?

Your dad and my mom met because Tucker introduced them. He wanted me to have the same kind of happy life you did.

Hes been in touch with me all these years.

My head buzzed. I could hardly believe what I was hearing.

I really was happy, she said softly. But now

Im not satisfied anymore.

I dont just want the eldest daughter status. I want Tucker, too.

The next second, she suddenly grabbed me.

I didnt even have time to react before she shoved me hard toward the coffee table.

The sound of shattering glass exploded.

What happened?!

Tucker rushed out almost instantly.

His first reaction was to pull Kelsey into his arms and check her.

Tucker, I dont know why my sister yelled at me like that

Kelsey trembled as she cried.

She said I was shameless, that I seduced you, that Im a slut

She even tried to attack me. Tucker, I was so scared

Youre lying!

My voice tightened.

Kelsey, stop making things up! There are cameras in the living room!

For a split second, her face went pale, but she immediately doubled down.

I didnt lie! If you hate me so much, Ill just leave, okay?

I laughed in anger. You

Thats enough. Tucker cut me off. His gaze landed on me, cold and unfamiliar. Verity, apologize to Kelsey.

I froze. You want me to apologize?

Kelsey doesnt have those filthy thoughts youre accusing her of. Youre the one with a dirty mind, twisting things out of jealousy! Shouldnt you apologize for what you said?!

At that moment, I almost couldnt stay on my feet.

Tucker, you dont believe me?

I stared at him. I never said those things. Check the footage, and youll see shes lying!

And what do you mean my mind is dirty? Can you honestly say nothing between you two crossed the line?!

Like Id hit a nerve, his expression darkened instantly.

Verity, Ive thought for a long time that something was off with you. I couldnt figure out why, ever since Kelsey became your sister, youve targeted her at every turn.

Cutting her allowance, framing her, threatening herand now, you even want to hurt her. So this is why. Youre just irrationally jealous!

Youre truly vicious!

I laughed, my eyes burning.

Vicious?

What exactly did I do?

I built an entire home for you. I learned everything you liked. I endured all your indifference. And in the end, in your eyes, Im vicious?l

Who asked you to do all that? Who begged you?!

Tucker snapped, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

I finally lost control, my voice shaking.

Tucker, without me, youre nothing

Suddenly, a smack reverberated in the room.

The slap landed.

Sharp. Brutal.

Even without you, I live just fine! Verity, I didnt build my career on you.

He looked at me coldly, then picked Kelsey up and turned away.

I collapsed onto the floor, my ears ringing. I closed my eyes and let out a bitter smile.

The last trace of feeling in my heart scattered into nothing.

I didnt know how much time passed before I slowly came back to myself.

The ringing faded. The living room was silent, lit only by the cold reflections of broken glass.

I pushed myself up, my palm stinging. When I looked down, I saw a cut on my wrist, blood already clotted along my fingers.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

It was a message from my lawyer.

[Ms. Severin, all divorce procedures have been completed today. Effective immediately.]

I stared at the message for a long time.

My chest was strangely calm.

The taut string inside me finally snapped.

I stood up slowly and went to the bathroom to clean the woundrinsing it, disinfecting it, wrapping it carefully. Every movement was steady.

The person in the mirror looked pale, eyes swollen and red, but not a single tear fell.

I returned to the living room and took out the wrinkled abortion report from my bag.

I placed it in the most visible spot on the couch, pressed under a cushion.

No note. No explanation.

If he saw it, then he saw it.

If he didnt, that was fine, too.

I pulled out the suitcase Id packed long ago. There was barely anything inside.

These past few days, Tucker hadnt even noticed the closet was emptier, the books were gone, even my usual cup was missing.

Maybe his mind had never really been here.

Fine then. These ten yearsId take them as my own one-sided devotion.

Standing in the elevator, I gently wiped away the last trace of moisture.

When I looked up again, my eyes were calm.

As the plane took off, the city shrank into a blur of lights beneath the window.

I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes.

From this moment on, Tucker and I had nothing to do with each other anymore.

Elsewhere, the instant his slap landed, Tucker regretted it.

But Kelsey was still trembling in his arms, crying so hard she could barely breathe, so he could only take her home first.

The whole drive, his grip on the steering wheel tightened again and again, his chest heavy and tight.

After settling Kelsey in, he didnt even take a sip of water before heading back downstairs.

When he got into the car, he suddenly realized his hands were empty.

He frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, then turned the car around and drove to the cake shop I used to mention all the time.

The shop was crowded. Standing in line, he looked out of place, but he waited patiently anyway.

When he finally got the cake and was about to head back to find me, his phone buzzed.

The screen lit up.

A system notification,

[Good day, Mr. Afton. Your divorce from Ms. Severin was finalized today.]

With a soft thud, the strawberry cake hit the ground.