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

Chapter 117

Nolan's hand tightened around the letter, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. Something seemed to crush his chest, making it difficult to breathe. Each word cut into his heart like a knife, inflicting almost unbearable pain.

"Aurelia..." he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. "Why did you write these things?"

Back then, they had loved each other so deeply.

She had talked about marrying him in Tibet, having two children-a boy and a girl.

She had depended on him, loved him so completely. But why...why had things ended up like this?

Nolan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm within. He knew it was shameful to keep thinking about Aurelia.

She was his mother's killer, someone he could never forgive. Yet why did his heart still drift to her involuntarily? To her smile, her tears, her tenderness, her betrayal.

"I'm so pathetic!" Nolan muttered bitterly, his fist slamming against the desk with a dull thud.

Nolan continued his routine

how increasingly hollow his eyes had become, as if he were

haven't seemed yourself lately. Would you consider seeing a therapist?" the assistant ventured

gave him a cold look, his

his mouth to say more, but Nolan had already turned away, leaving only his cold

intensified, Nolan grew

night, a week before the wedding,

alone in a corner

a

staring emptily ahead.

"Nolan, why are you drinking so much alone?" Her voice was soft and familiar. Nolan looked up, and through his drunken haze, he thought he saw the figure he'd been

beat as he pulled her into his arms and forcefully claimed

passionate, as if he were