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

Chapter 122

Nolan's father froze momentarily before taking the document. As he read through

it, his face gradually turned ashen. His fingers trembled slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief" This... how is this possible?"

Evangeline leaned over to look and instantly turned deathly pale.

She swayed unsteadily, nearly losing her balance.

Inside the emergency room, Nolan's consciousness hovered between life and death.

His mind was flooded with images of Aurelia-

She stood in a white sundress, bathed in sunlight, her smile radiant as a flower; she nestled in his arms, her voice soft as honey; she looked at him through the prison's glass partition, her eyes filled with despair and loneliness...

"Aurelia..." His voice was barely audible as tears slid down his cheeks, soaking the pillowcase.

He couldn't believe she was dead, couldn't accept that his years of hatred toward her had been nothing but a cruel joke.

From beginning to end, Aurelia had been protecting him, loving him in her own way. She hadn't lied-he truly was the person she loved most in the world.

Yet it was him, had pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.

back by the doctors' desperate efforts. When he finally regained consciousness, only his assistant remained in the room. Red-eyed, the assistant spoke hoarsely

window, where sunlight filtered through the curtains, though it couldn't penetrate the

but resolute "Book me a flight to

Thorne's final wishes, her sky burial has already been performed. The burial master said her soul was pure and would

closed them, tears falling silently.

One day later.

filtered through the heavy curtains but couldn't

trembling slightly, his voice weary and

Ud

you do, she

on the window, his voice calm but

furrowed deeply, his voice filled with helpless anguish

go? Aurelia knew you were torturing yourself like

didn't look back, his

knuckles white with strain. His voice cracked"Nolan, I know you're

gaze icy and penetrating"I'm going

that look, his

the study was suffocating, permeated by

the door opened softly as Evangeline entered. Her face was so pale it seemed almost

Nolan, then at his father, her voice gentle but firm "Uncle Creed,