Blushwood Health Chapter 6 Since Celeste moved in , Marissa had watched a completely different side of Declan unfold . He knew Celeste couldn't stand bitter flavors and would quietly swap her drink for something sweeter whenever she wrinkled her nose . When thunder rolled through the night , he'd show up at her door first , soothing her nerves like second nature . And the study once forbidden territory to Marissa - was now open to Celeste , no questions asked . That's when it finally hit her . This was what Declan looked like when he truly loved someone . Marissa thought back to those years when Declan had spiraled - when he'd teetered on the edge , and only her presence could calm the storm . She'd actually taken comfort in that , once . Thought it meant something . That maybe he was starting to care for her . What a joke . One afternoon , Marissa passed by the study and caught something out of the corner of her eye . Celeste . Standing at Declan's desk . Fiddling with something in her hands . Marissa froze . Through the narrow crack in the doorway , she saw exactly what it was . The heirloom brooch . The one Declan's grandmother had left him on her deathbed . The only thing he ever treated like it was irreplaceable . The brooch swayed dangerously between Celeste's fingers , slipping and catching , tipping and tumbling . Chapter 6 Blushwood Health EBC - 46 Tincture | 10 : 1 Blushwood Berry Extract | 50 ml | Lab -… Shop our versatile Tincture 08. This lab - tested , 10 : 1 Blushwood Berry extract with EBC - 46 is designed for both sublingual and topical use . Fast global shipping . bh 27.27 % For Chronic Discomfort Blushwood Health Marissa's heart seized . She rushed in and snatched it from Celeste's hand . " What are you doing ?! That's Declan's grandmother's brooch . You can't just- " " What's it to you ? " Celeste snapped , snatching it back . Then , catching sight of Marissa's panic , her lips twisted into a malicious smirk . " You care that much ? Well then … " She let go . The brooch hit the floor with a sharp , sickening crack . It broke clean in two . Marissa's heart all but stopped . That brooch - Declan's most treasured possession . His grandmother had handed it to him personally before she passed . It was his family's legacy . " What happened ? " Declan's voice rang from the doorway . Marissa looked up , and there he was , expression dark and unreadable , his gaze locked on the shattered brooch at their feet . " It was her , " Celeste said quickly , voice soft and wounded . " I was just holding it , and she barged in and tried to grab it- " Declan's eyes narrowed . " Marissa . How could you- " " The study has cameras , " she said , voice trembling but firm . " You can check the footage . You'll see exactly what happened . " The air went still . Celeste's face twitched . For a moment , she looked like she might deny it again - but then her expression shifted . " Fine , " she huffed . " It was me . I dropped it , okay ? I didn't mean to . Relax . I'll buy you another one . " " A matching one . " Declan's anger … vanished . Chapter 6 27.27 % Just like that . He stepped toward Celeste , took her hand gently . " Are you hurt ? " Marissa stood rooted in place , watching as Declan examined Celeste's fingers with utmost care . As if that was what really mattered . No one - no one - knew what that brooch meant to him like Marissa did . Three years ago , fresh out of surgery , Declan had gone ballistic when his mother lost track of it , dragging his battered body through the snow for hours , shouting , furious , and utterly wrecked . They'd fought , and he'd locked himself in his room , hurling anything within reach . And she - Marissa - had searched the entire estate in the dead of night . Her fingers went numb . Her skin cracked from the cold . But at dawn , she found it . Half - buried under ice , just outside the east garden . She remembered how he held it to his chest , breath shaking , eyes red . And now ? Celeste smashed it in front of him - and he didn't even flinch . All he cared about was whether she'd scraped her hand . Marissa let out a bitter laugh under her breath . So that was how deep his love ran . He loved Celeste so much that everything else - memories , heirlooms , even himself - came second . And she ? Marissa had really believed that once he healed , once he could walk again , he'd marry her . What a delusion . How many nights had she sat by his bedside , watching him fight through physical therapy , whispering silently to herself that she'd stay with him for the rest of her life ? She'd even written it in her journal once- " When he stands up again , I'll marry him . " Chapter 6 27.27 % She almost laughed at the memory now . She wasn't his miracle . She was just the background noise in his survival story . But at least now , she saw it clearly . Love that isn't cherished … doesn't deserve to be given . Not anymore .