Evander's mouth opened, but no words came out. What he'd just heard from Bram made his heart completely stop, as if a massive block had slammed into his chest.
He couldn't listen anymore, his hand felt lifeless and dropped to his side, ignoring his phone as it clattered to the floor, still connected to Bram's call.
"Hazel...," he whispered, his chest filled with pain and a suffocating ache.
He couldn't hold back his tears any longer. Finally, Evander wept, burying his face in his hands.
"I'm sorry, Hazel! I'm so sorry!" he murmured softly.
Hazel had shot herself. Her employees at the workshop found her lifeless.
She had suffered a miscarriage a few weeks prior, and it was suspected she had fallen into depression, ultimately choosing to end her life.
That's what Bram had just told hi
