After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage By Cassila K

Chapter 104

After serving five years in San Quentin State prison, the first thing Aurelia Thorne did was arrange for a sky burial in Tibet.

"Miss Thorne, this is the sky burial service you requested. After your death, your body will be transported to Celestial Mountain for the ceremony. You'll need to pay a deposit now, with the remaining balance due within two weeks."

Aurelia nodded, pulling out a plastic bag from her faded jeans. She meticulously counted the bills and coins she had saved during her time in prison, finally scraping together enough for the deposit.

She had been diagnosed with cancer while incarcerated. Now in the terminal stage, doctors estimated she had only a month left to live.

Years ago, she and Nolan Creed had made a promise to marry in Tibet, letting the sacred peaks of Celestial Mountain bear witness to their undying love.

Now that their wedding vows could never be fulfilled, at least she could rest eternally in that sacred land—a small consolation.

The sky burial wasn't cheap. After leaving the funeral service office, she applied for a waitressing position at Nightshade Lounge to pay the remaining balance.

With her criminal record, finding legitimate employment was impossible. Nightshade was notorious as the most extravagant nightclub in North Kingston, but the waitstaff earned decent wages.

After briefing her on the basics, the manager handed her a uniform and told her to start that very evening.

Following a brief training session, she entered one of the VIP rooms carrying bottles of liquor. The room was dimly lit, filled with wealthy heirs and socialites playing games. She kept her head down, crouching beside the coffee table to place the bottles down. Just as she was about to leave, that painfully familiar cold voice reached her from across the room.

Her entire body going rigid!

Sure enough, Nolan sat on the elevated sofa, surrounded by admirers, his sharp features appearing particularly noble and aloof in the shifting light.

Five years had passed, but his appearance hadn't changed at all, though he now carried an unapproachable coldness.

She couldn't help stealing another glance, only then noticing he had his arm around a woman-her former best friend, Evangeline Winters.

They appeared to be discussing wedding plans.

"We'll have the ceremony just as you like, in the seaside chapel with pink roses spread along the shore."

"If you don't like the wedding dress the designer created last time, I'll have someone make a new one. Everything will be tailored to your preferences."

Hearing that familiar voice, Aurelia's thoughts drifted involuntarily. Five years ago, she had been so close to becoming Nolan's bride.

They had grown up together, childhood sweethearts.

parents died in an accident, it was Nolan who helped her through those unbearable

bicycle, fight for her when she was period, and even bought her sanitary products, blushing with embarrassment, the first time she

marriage-until the eve of their wedding, when she ran over Nolan's mother

that night, Nolan's eyes bloodshot with

demanding to know why she'd done it, if she

another man and

eyes at that moment.A web of

handed her

she had often wondered if she had told the truth, would things have turned out differently

reminded her that

their wedding, during an episode, she had mistaken a security

discuss wedding details with Nolan when she accidentally

Nolan's mother regained clarity, she was overwhelmed with regret, begging Aurelia not

Aurelia ultimately agreed

leave, Nolan's mother,

golden child since birth. If his

him and the

social circle would look at him differently, perhaps even questioning his

blame.Now, Aurelia,

let him continue hating. That way, when she

when someone called her name from behind. "Aurelia

piercing gaze from the

off guard, she crashed into the coffee table

and her hands were sliced open in multiple places, blood flowing freely. The

and already working-how ambitious!" She kept her head down in silence, pressing

person continued. "What are you waiting for? You've spilled alcohol everywhere. Clean

remember, clean it

laughter followed. She could only pull out a cloth from her apron and

wiping the

didn't look up, she could feel Nolan's hateful gaze fixed on

above her head, waiting

hated her so much-seeing her humiliated probably

hastily cleaning up, she tried to rise and leave, but

are priceless. How do