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.

one of my moms old

wrinkled her nose, skepticism written all over her

look old

dashing! From a blurry glimpse of

snorted, crossing his

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

him around, and hes probably some middle-aged guy losing a

threw him a sidelong

charmer is still leagues better than

Albins voice leaped an octave

cold tone sliced through their

to argue, take it somewhere

under Elijahs glare, hastily

once, Camille didnt push back, her expression softening

Show some decorum, Albin.

This is a cemetery.

he couldnt resist pulling a

approached

grave,

its been a

emotion

accompanied her to visit once, shortly after they

brink of divorce, this would likely be their final

and Albin took their turns bowing, each murmuring

tugged Camilles sleeve,

find somewhere to

gave him an exasperated look, but

Camille said, taking the cue, well

stay here and talk

Elizabeth nodded.

Okay.

She turned to Elijah.

go

glanced toward the

The views high here.

out Esterhalls layout from

Elizabeth

down the path, leaving her alone before

brushing off a fine layer of

No card.

No note.

into the quiet, Mom, Im getting

love isnt some

when to let go, even if it feels

to only

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