Chapter 549

Jane took the spare key to Jordan's room from the butler, William. When she quietly opened the door and stepped inside, she found her Brother Jordan sitting motionless on the floor, surrounded by his musical instruments and sheet music. His gaze was fixed on the French plane trees swaying in the courtyard outside the window. It was late autumn, and the golden leaves spiraled in the wind before drifting down one by one. Without a word, Jane tiptoed over and settled down beside him, matching his silence. Jordan stretched out his long arm and pulled the soft little bundle into his embrace, hugging her close. The siblings sat together, watching the falling leaves outside. After what felt like an eternity, Jordan finally spoke, his voice low and measured. "Jane, I never really thought of Michelle as someone I’d marry. But to me… she was someone special." He paused, his fingers absently stroking her hair as if seeking comfort. Then, with effort, he forced a faint smile. "When I was sixteen,