Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

Chapter 781

The doctor handed me a tiny bottle. "This is the medication they used. Mr. Yule gave it to Mrs. Yule first... then took it himself."

My hands tightened around the bottle as I read the label, my throat like sandpaper. "They must've been in so much pain to make a choice like that," I whispered.

Uncle Damien had hinted at something like this before, but I thought it was just a "what-if "plan. Never in a million years did I think he'd actually go through with it. The idea of him sparing Aunt Abby from suffering and then following her... It didn't feel real. "This is the letter Mr. Yule left for you," the doctor added, offering me an envelope.

I unfolded it, my heart sinking as Uncle Damien's handwriting filled my vision:

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Rea,

I'm sorry I can't stay to take care of you anymore. Ever since Narelle passed, I decided this would be the way I'd go. Abby and I agreed-it was what we wanted.

Please don't be sad, and don't think I'm selfish. I just couldn't stay in this world any longer. Abby and I are going to see Narelle.

Having you in my life these past days meant everything. But I couldn't let go of my daughter. I had to be with her.

After we're gone, don't blame the hospital or anyone else. Cremate us and bury our ashes with Narelle's, so the three of us can finally be together.

left, Rea. That's why everything-our home, our possessions-it's all yours now. I know you don't care about stuff like that, so if you don't need it, maybe donate it to someone who does! If there's a next life, I hope our

Love,

an

Uncle Damien

*******

onto the paper and smudging the ink. But crying

followed Uncle Damien's wishes. I had him and

the burial was unreal-perfectly blue

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Chapter 781

It was like the

regrets, I realized. Some bring

you're happy together forever," I

Instead, I donated everything and started a foundation in

Lena called, I was wrapping up the foundation's

the day after tomorrow," she said. "He wanted me to remind you to schedule your Aunt Abby's

sky, clouds fluffy and unreal, like a painting. "There's no need," I