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.

anymore. Sometimes feelings can deceive, and my doubts were based on

fell silent, Yolande reached into her bag, pulled out a note, and slid it across to me. "This is for

"What's this?"

and see," she urged with

the note, I frowned at the words. Yolande explained, "The ring was ready a long time ago. The

en

up. Why show me this now? It seems unnecessary to upset me further," I said, my tone laced

carried

ring was chosen for you from the start was just there to make the

the inside

both of your initials."

with

must've hurt, knowing he and I were selecting

That news had felt like a thousand

that trouble, staged an entire drama to protect you. He succeeded,

felt heavy as I gazed at the ring order, unable

there. The design is quite

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