The evening devolved into a series of pointed jabs and defensive parries. Claire accused Julian of abandoning them when things got hard; Julian accused Claire of being a martyr for a cause that didn't love her back. Elias, meanwhile, remained a spectator to his own children's grief, unable—or unwilling—to bridge the gap he had helped create.
"Money is the only thing that speaks clearly in this family," Elias muttered. matureincest
"Some things don't need to change, Julian," Claire replied, not looking up. "Consistency has its merits." The evening devolved into a series of pointed
Elias cleared his throat, a sound like dry leaves skittering across a sidewalk. "You’re here for the reading of the will, I assume. Your mother’s final wishes." "Money is the only thing that speaks clearly
"I’m here because she asked me to be," Julian said, his tone softening. "Not for the money, Dad."