Jerry stepped forward. “Sir, I never asked for—”
Elelliana lifted her hand. “Jerry.”
She stood up slowly, holding Jessica on her hip.
“My husband trusted me,” she said firmly. “And I trust Jerry.”
Collins sighed. “Trust does not erase reputation.”
Elelliana looked him straight in the eyes. “Then let my reputation fall.”
The men exchanged looks.
“This decision may cost you,” Collins warned.
Elelliana smiled faintly. “I have already lost my husband. I will not lose my soul too.”
Collins stood. “Think carefully.”
They left without another word.
When the door closed, Jerry felt his knees weaken.
“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “I bring trouble everywhere.”
Elelliana shook her head. “You brought life.”
That night, Jerry couldn’t sleep. He sat alone on the balcony, staring into the dark city.
He loved Elelliana. The truth scared him.
