New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Anniversary

The day weighed heavy on Claire's heart, a reminder of the tragedy that had changed her life forever. As she stood on the balcony, lost in her thoughts, memories of the accident and the loss of her parents flooded her mind like a relentless tide. Claire closed her eyes, trying to push back the memories that threatened to overwhelm her. The screech of tires, the shattering glass, and the sudden void that was left in her life-all of it felt as raw and painful as if it had happened yesterday. Matthew, Claire's supportive friend and her partner in crime, entered the balcony and called out to her, breaking her reverie. She turned to him, inanaging a small smile despite the tears that welled up in her eyes.

"Hey, Claire. Are you okay?" Matthew asked, his concern evident in his voice as he noticed her teary eyes.

Claire blinked, surprised by the tears that had escaped her notice. She nodded slightly, trying to compose herself.

Matthew stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her in a comforting hug. "It's okay, Claire. Everything is going to be fine."

Claire leaned into his embrace, drawing comfort from his presence. "Thank you, Matthew," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

As they pulled away, Claire felt a surge of courage to voice her feelings. "Today is the anniversary of the accident. The day I lost my parents."

"I'm so sorry, Claire. I didn't know,"

Claire shook her head slightly, offering him a reassuring smile. "It's not your fault, Matthew."

*I want to visit their grave, but I don't even know where it is," she confessed, her voice tinged with sadness.

The weight of not knowing where her parents were laid to rest weighed heavily on Claire's heart.

Matthew placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, his eyes reflecting a determination to help ease her pain. "I'll find out for you, Claire. It might take some time, but I'll do everything I can."

Claire nodded gratefully, touched by his gesture of support. As Matthew stepped back into the balcony, Claire watched him make a phone call.

wish Matthew can help her

Claire sitting on the couch lost in her thoughts.

your parents' grave," he

couch. "You

her voice.

sprang into action, her heart racing with anticipation. She quickly changed into all black attire, a sign of respect for the occasion. "Let's go," she said determinedly, her voice steady despite the emotions

florist? I

"Of course."

the two of them, as Claire opted not to use her driver, wanting this moment to be private and personal. They passed by the florist, and Claire carefully selected her mother's favorite flowers, lilies. The car ride was long, the silence

greeted them was disheartening. The graveyard appeared unattended, eerie in its neglect and disorder. Claire couldn't fathom that her parents were buried in such a place. But she pushed aside

we will

the rows of graves covered in dirt and dust. It was a daunting task, but Claire refused to give up. After about 30 minutes of searching, they finally

condition of the grave. Tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks unchecked. She didn't care about being loud or composed; her

sobbed, her voice

hadn't asked them to go on that

a comforting hand on her shoulder, his own eyes reflecting empathy and

firmly. "What happened has

into Matthew's embrace, letting herself be vulnerable

just can't help but think if only I didn't force them to go

because they want to spend time with their daughter, and I know they did not

breeze. Claire stood by her parents' grave; a bouquet of flowers clasped in

sorrow and relief. Tears had streaked her cheeks earlier, but now they had dried, leaving behind

Claire?" he asked softly, his voice

eyes, offering Matthew a small, grateful smile. "I feel slightly better now, Matthew. It's comforting