Chapter 242

Chapter 242

“Where are you taking your mother, Cassidy?”

Red Knowles’ voice was hoarse, worn down by time and regret. Confusion lined his tired face as he stood beside her.

Cassie didn’t answer right away. Her gaze remained fixed on the makeshift grave before her — the one she had known all her life, the one she had cared for with her own hands.

“I’m taking her home,” she said at last, her voice calm, composed-yet carrying a quiet finality. She turned to face him, her expression steady, her eyes unreadable.

“I’m giving her the honorable burial she was never allowed to have.”

They stood in the public cemetery, the air heavy with stillness.