My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 471

Chapter 471

She couldn’t help but stop in her tracks. For some reason, she was reminded of that distant, regrettable childhood promise.

Back then, she had heard someone say that if a couple rode a Ferris wheel together, they’d never part in this lifetime. So, she and Ethan made a pact to ride the Ferris wheel together.

The appointment was to meet at the school gates at 8 PM on Saturday, no bailing. It was those words that led to a tragedy.

After regaining her memory, she often thought that if she hadn’t suggested that promise, she wouldn’t have lost her memory, wouldn’t have forgotten her Ethan, and wouldn’t have led to this series of events.

“Xannie”

A deep, magnetic male voice wafted through the night, making Xanthea freeze, doubting her own ears, as she slowly turned around.

Behind her stood Orion, in a dark coat lifted by the wind, revealing a white iris pinned on his shirt right over his chest.

He was holding a clear glass jar, inside which were hundreds of sparkling fireflies, gathered together like a small moon.

Orion?1

“I’m here for our appointment.”

His voice was clear, his demeanor gentle, with a softness in his eyes that immediately brought tears to Xanthea’s eyes.

“On!” She ran towards him, throwing herself into his arms.

Orion hugged her tightly, his face gently rubbing against her soft curls, “Sorry, Xannie, I’m late, more than a decade late.”

“No, it’s not like that.” Xanthea, buried in his chest, her voice choked with emotion

He didn’t blame her, and even after she regained her memory, he hurried here for their appointment, even drawing the iris she had marked for him, just like when they were kids.

Her Ori, how could he be so wonderful? So wonderful she didn’t know how to love him enough to make up for all those years of unendurable waiting.

you’re not mad at me?”

loving you to

don’t

in a gentle curve,

will, I’ve missed you so much.”

“Me too.”

his embrace, inhaling the faint scent of her his handsome face dripping with deep affection and

so much, every day of their separation felt like an etemity, tossing and turning, sleepless, as if

these last seven, he might have died from longing. From now on, he wouldn’t allow her to be

you missed me that much, why didn’t you call or at least

Samuel tell

and Xanthea caught on, “Samuel? My phone was with him; don’t tell me you texted, and he didn’t say anything? That sneaky man, wait till I get

a secret smile in his eyes, “It’s also

that

being

Chapter 471

Chapter 471

some reason, she was reminded of that distant, regrettable

wheel together, they’d never part

8 PM on

lost her memory, wouldn’t

“Xannie”

Xanthea freeze,

a dark coat lifted by the wind, revealing a white iris pinned on his shirt right over his chest.

which were hundreds of sparkling fireflies, gathered together

Orion?1

here for our appointment.”

demeanor gentle, with a softness in his

him, throwing

tightly, his face gently rubbing against her soft curls, “Sorry, Xannie, I’m

buried in his chest, her voice choked

and even after she regained her memory, he hurried here for their appointment, even drawing the iris she had marked for him, just