Chapter 278 Elizabeth lifted her head and caught a fleeting glimpse of a figure in a gray hoodie.

The mysterious person moved with gentle grace, hurrying away in the opposite direction before vanishing from sight in moments.

The sudden movement startled her, causing her to miss a step and teeter precariously.

Elijahs firm grip caught her arm, pulling her back from the brink of falling.

His frown deepened.

Youre always so careless.

Elizabeth shot back with a glare that couldve melted steel.

If you hadnt startled me, do you think Id have tripped? Its perfectly normal for people to come here to pay their respects, you know.

Camille and Albin caught up to the pair.

Camille pointed ahead, her expression shifting.

WaitElizabeth, isnt that your moms grave? Who left the flowers there? Do you know anyone else whod visit her? Elizabeth followed Camilles outstretched finger.

Before her mothers tombstone, a fresh bouquet of champagne roses rested, their delicate petals catching the faint light.

Something stirred in her mind.

She spun around instinctively, but the gray-hooded figure was long gone.

In the distance, a sleek black car slid past the cemetery gates.

Her heart clenched with a curious unease, a fragment of familiarity clawing its way to the surface.

Could it be…? For a brief moment, she thought of Daxton.

Her thoughts wandered to her first year of collegethe rainy day shed missed her bus to Esterhall.

Annoyed and stranded, she had stepped out of the station, only to cross paths with him.

Without saying much, he had simply offered her a ride back.

But that was years ago.

Too many years.

Surely this was just a coincidence.

Gracie and Danna had always been well-loved.

It wasnt impossible for an old friend to drop by, was it? Brushing the thought away, Elizabeth spoke with practiced nonchalance.

of my moms

skepticism written all over her

old

he looked… quite dashing! From a blurry glimpse of his back? Come

crossing

all you know, hes just one of those looks-good-from-the-back

probably some middle-aged guy losing a

a sidelong

still leagues better than youplain

leaped an octave

sliced through their squabble like a

to argue, take

under Elijahs glare, hastily pasting on a

back, her

Show some decorum, Albin.

This is a cemetery.

he couldnt resist pulling a childish

approached Dannas

grave, bowing solemnly to the photograph etched into the

its been a long

of emotion

to visit once,

on the brink of divorce, this would likely be

Albin took their turns bowing, each

Albin tugged Camilles sleeve, leaning in to

find somewhere

exasperated look, but he exaggerated

well scout

here and talk to

Elizabeth nodded.

Okay.

She turned to Elijah.

should go

the horizon, his gaze

The views high here.

Esterhalls layout from this

protest, Elizabeth

left, their figures retreating down the path, leaving

to the stone steps, brushing off a fine layer of dust before

No card.

No note.

whispered into the quiet, Mom, Im getting a

that love isnt some

to let go, even if it

to only keep looking

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