My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

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After the Palmer family left Peter’s home, an unsettling silence engulfed the house. Frederick couldn’t comprehend what had driven Marcus to react with such fury–Marcus, a man he had always known as composed and level–headed, now appeared shaken to his core.

“Sir, Agnes, we need to treat your injuries first. There will be time to talk later. Agnes, bring the first aid kit!” Frederick said, his tone filled with concern.

“He already knows I’m not dead,” Marcus muttered grimly.

“Yes, sir, that much is clear. But this means we’ll need to increase security immediately. I’ll reach out to Valeria to arrange additional measures. We must leave as soon as possible,” Frederick insisted, helping Marcus to sit on a nearby chair.

“My friend, let’s go to the study. I need to speak with you privately,” Marcus said.

“All right, but your injuries-”

“Let Agnes bring the kit to the study. Let’s go.”

Once inside, Marcus settled behind the massive desk, his injured frame leaning heavily against the chair. His eyes fell on the familiar photograph of Peter’s family, taken before Marcus’s own birth, and another of Mary. Her serene smile radiated peace, contrasting starkly with the storm raging in his mind. The thought struck him–she hadn’t left her room all day. Surely, by now, she was resting. But that couldn’t have been further from the truth.

In her room, Mary sat on the edge of the bed, tears streaming down her face. Alexia’s words reverberated in her mind, cruel and venomous. She felt cornered. Perhaps Alexia had been bluffing, but what if she hadn’t? Where could she turn? The Palmer family, her only support in Valentia, had abandoned her, siding with the Levetts. Her thoughts raced back to the arguments she’d had with Maximus, recalling how he always believed Alexia’s lies over her truth.

Why would he believe me now, when I mean nothing to him anymore? she thought bitterly.

A surge of panic overtook her. She felt an oppressive weight pressing on her chest. Lost in her turmoil, she jumped when the door to her room creaked open.

“Ma’am, I came to check on you. With all the commotion outside, I left you alone for too long, “Agnes said, her voice full of concern.

know what to do! Where is everyone?” Mary asked,

and Mr. Maximus, Mr. Bartz asked everyone to leave. They’ve all

the bed and headed toward the door, her

is

But, wait–please! Let me go with

already reached the study. She opened the door, interrupting hushed conversation between Marcus and

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Bartz, is that correct?” Mary asked,

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was how small and fragile she appeared, a stark contrast to her bold

said, raising an eyebrow. “What is

need your help,” she said without hesitation.

too, but I don’t have them right

need your help!”

he snapped, his patience wearing thin.

the gash on his brow, and the way he leaned on a cane for support. His obvious injuries made her

leave the country immediately. I have no money, no resources, and no one left to help me,” she said, placing a protective hand over her small

hand

was sharp, laced with irritation. “Please,” Mary pleaded, her voice cracking. “I know you don’t know me, and I don’t know you, but this is urgent. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t.”

“Do you

you know what kind of chaos we’re dealing with here? And you, his supposed ‘great love,‘ want to run away instead of being at his funeral?” Marcus’s voice was rising, his anger barely

“I will always love him. But my baby and I

Why would they have