Chapter 282: Greg’s Truth
After Cammy’s sobs had softened into silence and her breathing steadied, Felicity gently brushed a hand over her hair.
"You need to rest now, sweetheart," she said softly. "You’ve cried enough for ten lifetimes."
Cammy nodded faintly, her eyes swollen but grateful. Greg helped tuck her into bed before following Felicity out of the room. They walked together in silence down the hallway, the hum of fluorescent lights above them the only sound between them.
When they reached the hospital lobby, Greg turned to her.
"Thank you," he said quietly, his voice thick with emotion. "For what you did... for telling her the truth."
Felicity looked at him, her expression solemn, her gaze sharp yet warm. She reached out and gave his arm a firm, maternal pat.
"You don’t have to thank me," she said, her voice low but unwavering. "I’ve wanted to help that girl from the moment I learned what Duncan and Monica did to her. She didn’t just deserve the truth—she deserved justice.
And this..." she exhaled deeply, her face darkening with a storm of anger and pain, "...this was also for me. Because people like Monica and Duncan? They don’t deserve to breathe the same air as the people they’ve destroyed."
Greg looked down, jaw clenched. There were no words big enough to answer that.
Felicity straightened her blazer, her composure as sharp as ever. "I’ll be catching the evening flight back to Arlon. I’ve got more work to do on my end. You take care of Cammy. She needs you now more than ever."
Greg nodded, stepping back. "Have a safe flight," he murmured. "I should get back to her."