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

Chapter 116

Nolan's pupils contracted sharply, his fingers involuntarily clenching.

The classmate went on, "Then Evangeline showed up, and get this-Aurelia actually pushed you into her arms and told her to take the credit for saving you. I couldn't wrap my head around it. If Aurelia was really the monster everyone made her out to be, why the hell would she risk her life to save yours? And then why give someone else the glory?"

Nolan's mind flashed back to that night.

He remembered waking up with Evangeline by his bedside, her eyes filled with

concern.

She had told him she had risked her life to save him from the fire. And he had never once questioned it.

"You're certain... it was Aurelia who saved me?" Nolan's voice was rough.

The classmate nodded firmly. "I saw it with my own eyes. There's no mistake."

Nolan's heart sank as unbidden images of Aurelia's pale face appeared in his mind.

The scars on her back, her cold responses, her unflinching admission of her "cruelty"... everything suddenly connected in this moment.

"Why would she do that?" Nolan asked quietly, seemingly asking himself as much as the person who had already vanished from his life.

The classmate shook his head. "I don't know. But I've always felt that Aurelia might not be as worse as everyone made her out to be."

fell silent, a storm brewing

memories he had forcibly locked away, came rushing

smile, her tears, her tenderness, and

if she was truly so malicious, why would she save him? And why give

what's wrong? What did he tell

until the classmate had left that

composure and said flatly, "Nothing. Let's go home." Evangeline nodded,

heart would never

stood alone by the

of untouched wine in his hand. The classmate's words echoed in his mind, alongside images of Aurelia's pallid

the night, Nolan sat alone in his study, holding

Aurelia's letter to her future self, which he had

of too many years. His fingertips trembled slightly as he slowly

was delicate and familiar, each stroke seemingly etched into

breath as

ten years from

a serious expression, yet treated you with such tenderness. The person

still together? If so, does he still quietly take

you as he

u'i

to Tibet for your wedding, to have all the