On the anniversary of Liana's passing, it was soon Caleb's, and the couple, along with their children, set off for Greenwood Cemetery.

No sooner had their black Lincoln pulled to a stop than Damian caught sight of a fawn darting out from the woods.

Whether it was the thrill of the chase or a bid to wriggle free from Bernard's watchful eye, the young boy pushed open the car door and bolted into the forest the moment the adults were distracted.

Eleanor, seeing her son's sudden dash, hurriedly exited the car and gave chase, while Bernard, seated inside, simply waved his hand. Aidyn and Scott immediately got out and followed Eleanor and Damian.

Bernard gazed toward the distant graveyard, lost in a silent reverie, before stepping out of the car. He opened the trunk, retrieved a bouquet of chrysanthemums, and made his way to Caleb's gravestone, where he bent down to place the flowers.

"Caleb, I've brought the kids to see you again."

Caleb, and imagining. Imagining if Caleb were still alive, would he dote on his son like Aidyn and Scott did, indulging

would have been even more indulgent-scooping up his son, perching him on his shoulders, letting little rascal Damian climb all

Bernard could only conjure up a blurry vision of how Caleb might have held his son's hand, strolling down a street bathed in the glow of a setting sun,

if the final credits of a movie had rolled; everything became ethereal, faces

fading recollection of Caleb's face, a figure clad in a black coat and a

a glance. Fearing that his presence might stir Katharine Spencer's painful

seeing Bernard around, she assumed he had gone ahead. She asked

woman in

running off to notice the woman leading a boy

and saw two bouquets of chrysanthemums

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