Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 420

Unwrapping the thick velvet cloth, Nathalie found herself staring at classic parchment paper, covered in signatures. There was Nathan's, swirling across the page in a flourish like dragons dancing. Alongside were the neat, structured letters from his earlier days. In one corner, she spotted a few awkwardly scrawled letters: Nathan. The handwriting was unmistakably juvenile. Though the letters were tidy, they lacked the confident grip of an adult, giving them a soft, tender feel.

This handwriting was so familiar to Nathalie. It looked so much like hers.

Tears slipped down her cheeks. "Nathan, it really is you."

This was the handwriting she had taught Nathan. She was certain now. Nathan was her little brother.

Gently, she caressed the parchment that held the weight of years, turning the pages slowly. On the first page, bold words caught her eye, "Parting is just a prelude to a better reunion."

On the second page, she recognized the handwriting, a child's letter full of innocence:

"I've come home. All your wishes for me have come true here. I have a warm, big bed, plenty to eat, and cozy clothes. But none of it makes me happy. I wish I could share it all with you."

The third page.

"I met my father and the witch who left me among strangers. They held my hand with 'kindness', tears streaming as they confessed. They seemed sincere, but I didn't believe them. You taught me: people's hearts are unpredictable. You also taught me: it's easier to change the landscape than to change one's nature."

The fourth page.

time they looked at me like I was a

class Teachers and classmates now see me differently,

asked to meet

en novelxo

I knew: giving love when things are good isn't

useful. It's not like your love, so

The sixth page.

secretly went back

you. But

everywhere we'd been and

so anxious,

the date Nathan wrote this letter, and tears

was the day she

the beginning

In their past lives, they only reunited at the very end.