Chapter 297

Even though he knew the answer, he still asked, "Any luck finding it?"

"No," Aiden replied, his voice a tired whisper, evidence of three sleepless days and nights.

"Let it go," Charles murmured after a long pause. He closed his eyes, feeling as if

a piece of his heart had been ripped away.

Two years later, at the airport:

"Attention, passengers on Flight BA3491 to London. Boarding now..."

Hearing the announcement, Evelyn stood up and tugged her small suitcase toward the gate.

or five, ambled over, clutching a half-eaten ice cream cone. In a moment of imbalance,

her footing, but not before

thought as the girl, with a sweet, soft voice, said, “Thank you, ma'am." Realizing the mess she'd made, she quickly

brought memories of Charlie flooding back. Even after five years, thinking of Charlie still felt like a knife to her heart, tears welling up

helping wipe the ice cream, noticed the scars on Evelyn's wrist. Jagged lines of varying depth crisscrossed her

face turned pale, and she let out a

letting her daughter handle the situation, quickly stepped over when she saw her daughter's fear. The little girl ran into her mother's arms, and the woman

child, swiftly

gently, "I'm sorry if I frightened

from her mother's arms and stood

Charlie, leaving her heart defenseless. She gently patted the girl's head. "Thank you, sweetie, but

plane was gearing up for

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