Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 20

When they finally arrived at Diana's grave, nestled within a serene, high-end cemetery adorned with glass memorials and vibrant flowers, Emma noticed another car parked nearby. Though she thought little of it at first, she followed Mrs. Walker straight down the winding path, focused solely on supporting her Yet, as they approached Diana's resting place, Emma's steps slowed. She saw a tall figure standing by the grave, shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs

The man turned upon hearing their footsteps, revealing a face marked with grief. Emma recognized him as Mr. Brandont Kings-the same man Mrs. Walker had introduced her to at a recent gathering. Brandon quickly brushed away his tears, straightening as Mrs. Walker approached. Without a word, Mrs. Walker reached out, and they shared a long, heartfelt embrace. The pain between them was palpable, an unspoken bord through their shared loss, and Emma felt her own tears well up.

"It's so nice of you to come here," Mrs. Walker murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I truly appreciate it, Brandon."

"She meant everything to me, Elizabeth, Brandon whispered. "I miss her more than words can say."

Emma's heart ached at the raw grief in his voice, the weight of his memories pouring through. It dawned on her just how deeply Diana must have touched him. Perhaps they had been more than friends, but has intentionally kept it from the world. She wished Diana had found the strength to stay, to see how many people cherished her and were left broken by her absence.

They took turns speaking softly to Diana, each sharing a piece of their heart. Even Marina, usually guarded and distant, succumbed to her emotions, tears streaming down her face as she spoke of the laughter they'd once shared. Each story painted a picture of Diana that lingered long after the words faded, each memory tugging at the hole she'd left behind.

Diana, this is Emma. She's a wonderful person, someone I'm so grateful to have in my life. I think you

them as they turned to leave.

finish our

guilt. "I'm so sorry for that. I wasn't feeling well and had

eyes lingering on her a moment longer. "I'll see you around, Emma" As she watched him walk away, a

Annie's chest tightened as she observed the case in Alexander's movements, the slight excitement he couldn't hide. Her hands clenched into fists. He would be attending ALONE, a pointed decision that

breath, bitterness staining every word. Brianna had always looked down on her, dinissing her without a second thought, and Annie's anger flared at the memory

of disdain and rigid Judgment. But Annie was done with running from people like Banna. She had fought too hard, sacrificed too much to stand beside Alexander as his wife, and she wasn't about to let

plan to cement her place in Alexander's life a way to make 12:49 Tue,

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way no one could contest, not even his overbearing mother. A child was