Chapter 449 Finally Found You, My Love

The sunlight illuminated Taylor's face, cold and unreadable, casting no warmth.

His brow furrowed, and his long, dark lashes concealed the emotions hidden behind his eyes.

He still wore his wedding shirt, pristine and white, paired with a wine-red bow tie.

Stains of dried blood tarnished the shirt, and dust clung to his clothes, a reminder of the long hours spent running without rest.

I once found his smile unsettling, almost unnatural, as if it never truly reached his eyes. But now, standing there without a smile, he seemed enveloped in a tragic, cold light, like a figure in the moon's shadow-isolated and sorrowful. Before Whitney collapsed, he kneeled beside her, cradling her fragile form in his arms.

Whitney, unable to bear the pain, bit into his shoulder, sobbing silently as tears flowed uncontrollably.

Taylor didn't flinch or pull away. Instead, he held her tighter, one hand gently cradling the back of her head. His voice was soft, tender. "It's okay. I'm here."

Whitney was so innocent, so pure he would protect her from any stain, not letting even a single drop of blood touch her.

He would not let her be trapped in guilt or sorrow.

If blame must be placed, if hatred must be directed, let it be at him.

He was willing to go to hell, to give his life in exchange for hers.

He only hoped that fate would give Whitney a way out, that she wouldn't lose all hope. He wanted her to live freely, without the burden of this nightmare ... He had never chosen this path, this captivity.

But if it was the only way to keep Whitney safe, he would carry the weight of every sin, just to shield her, his one light in this dark world.

Josh, the man Taylor had stabbed, didn't die instantly. The knife remained lodged in his body, and blood soaked his clothes rapidly. Kate, nearly losing consciousness several times, fought to stay awake by digging her nails into her thigh.

She feared that if she passed out, she wouldn't be there to witness Josh's final moments.

Even though her thoughts were clouded, there was nothing she could do.

could do was watch Josh bleed out, her own tears falling

crawling inch by

once loved me, hated me, and cursed

had thought of him as the strongest, most comforting

had his hair turned gray? When had his strength

across

my mind could process it-I moved forward and crouched

didn't know what to say. It was as if a thousand words were trapped

the same time, it

even decided to sever

was torn in every

was watch as his lips trembled, his hand reaching toward

bent down, letting his rough, bloodstained hand rest against my

"Back then... did you feel

Honestly, I

fear had been worse than the pain. All I

could only see my desperate figure running by the water. I thought about asking for help, about saying goodbye to my family, about seeing Luke one last time. But I never thought about how much pain I was

didn't answer. I simply watched

Josh managed a weak smile.

bloodstained finger traced my cheek. "I wasn't a good

Cry?

Had I been crying?

wet streaks on his face from my

my

hand fell away, and

sound escaped from deep within me,

fault. I've ruined your wife, ruined you, ruined your entire family. I'd go to the lowest

off. I turned suddenly,

fault. I was too greedy, too stubborn. We could have all lived in peace if I hadn't

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