Chapter 640

She caught me off guard with her question; I hadn't dared to entertain the thought.

After all, I had watched him collapse in front of me, heard the doctors announce the surgery's failure, and held his ashes in my hands...

I fantasized about his return, but that was only in the confines of my dreams.

I knew life wasn't like novels or movies. Ernest was gone, and no matter how much I wished otherwise, it was the truth.

"I do wish he hadn't died," I murmured, my voice heavy with sorrow.

"If you've accepted his absence, why come asking me all this?" Yolande shot back.

I looked at her, feeling something amiss. "It's the reaction of the Collins family, your calm demeanor; it's all wrong," I pointed out, convinced of Yolande's love for Ernest. Her lack of visible grief didn't sit right with me. "I am grieving. Who said I wasn't?" Yolande admitted openly. "But all the tears in the world won't bring him back."

A hard truth, one I used to console myself as well.

"Is there anything else that seems off to you?" she inquired.

to talk about it anymore. Sometimes feelings can deceive, and my doubts

bag, pulled out a note, and slid it across to me.

"What's this?"

see," she urged with a

time ago. The shop called Ernest multiple times but couldn't reach him, so they called

en

now? It seems

laugh carried

That ring was chosen for you from the start was just there to make the selection process seem believable, to throw others off the scent. If you doubt it, check the

inside

both of your initials."

with

stunned. Yolande pursed her lips. "It must've hurt, knowing he and I

right. That news had felt like a thousand

all that trouble, staged an entire drama to protect you. He succeeded, but at his own

gazed at the

you've got there. The design is quite unique," Yolande

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