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.

the days that followed, Nolan continued

his eyes had become, as if

yourself lately. Would you

look, his tone impatient. "I'm fine.

Nolan had already turned away, leaving only his cold silhouette

preparations intensified,

the wedding,

alone in a corner of

with a glass of

staring emptily ahead.

a spaghetti-strap dress approached and sat beside him. She carried a faint scent of perfume as her fingers gently brushed his cheek. "Nolan, why are you drinking so much alone?" Her voice was

her into his

kiss was desperate and passionate, as if he