My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 451

Throughout every chapter of her life, she was the protagonist

There she was, dazzling on stage, fooling around with friends, sleeping serenely by the window, feeding stray cats in the woods, and conducting experiments in the lab. Each photo was inscribed with love for her.

At the bottom of the pile, there was a white summer uniform, with a beautifully painted iris near the right chest, its colors faded from the passage of time.

Xanthea sobbed uncontrollably, clutching the uniform, mindrops of tears streaming down her face, blurring the delicate flower.

“Xonnie, Xannie!”

Suddenly, a frantic voice echoed from outside.

to embrace

don’t leave

sharp brows furrowed, his voice, rough with emotion, carried a

rooftop of the Nightshade Group, lying lifeless in a coffin. The dream felt so real it nearly drove him mad. He couldn’t bear the thought of a world without his Xannie, he just couldn’t

her tear–streaked face, his brows furrowed tight in concern, “What’s wrong. baby? Did I scare you? Or have I been neglecting you? I’m so sorry. I’ll never do it

could seriously be scared to death.

sobbing continuously like a kid, Tm so sorry for forgetting you,

Onion realized she remembered

tenderly kissed away her tears, his voice warm and indulgent. “It’s okay; waiting for you is my pleasure.” “On, I’ve always, always

to live with memories

Xannie; my feelings never changed.” His love had only deepened, to the point of wanting her