Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 102

Briony stared at Carney and Gwendolyn White, her nose stinging as emotion welled up inside her.

Carney and Gwendolyn approached, their faces grave with concern.

"You really do treat your teachers like outsiders," Carney said, his tone tinged with gentle reproach. "Bryn, you've truly let me down."

Briony pressed her lips together, fighting back the tears threatening to spill. "I'm sorry, sir, I-"

Before she could finish, Gwendolyn White stepped forward and pulled her into a warm embrace. "Oh, sweetheart, don't mind your teacher. He's just trying to scare you, that's all. For the last five years, he's talked about you every single day. You're his brightest student. Seeing you struggle like this-it breaks his heart. He didn't mean what he said."

Wrapped in Gwendolyn's motherly arms, Briony suddenly felt every bottled-up emotion from the past days come crashing down.

"Mrs. Winslow, my mom... she's gone..."

Gwendolyn gently stroked her back, her own eyes growing red. "Don't be afraid, dear. You still have us. We never had children of our own, and if you're willing, we'd love nothing more than to be your family."

Briony buried her face in Gwendolyn's shoulder and wept, letting the grief finally pour out.

watching the scene in silence, their brows

and James by her side, the funeral suddenly felt a

needed to go to Brightspring Hill to hold a memorial for her

told her that Brightspring Hill was

before the altar, hands clasped together in a

all understood: these rituals were never really for the departed, but for those

drifted in from outside the chapel, landing gently on

Briony slowly opened her

fingertips for a few seconds. As her tears trickled down, it fluttered its wings and took flight, dancing gracefully

one knew where the butterfly had come from. It circled Briony a few times before disappearing into the

and followed after it, and in that

cry. Don't be sad. And don't stubbornly try to

stopped, watching as the

the tears

the priest closed

farewell, at last, had come