Chapter: 770

Ariana couldn’t glimpse its contents from where she stood; all she could do was watch the ominous black box settle on the platform from afar.

Her breath hitched, her hands started to tremble of their own accord.

She had to keep reminding herself that it couldn’t be real, that Theodore couldn’t possibly be in that box.

Yet the gnawing uncertainty tugged at her. It had been too long since she’d last seen Theodore. Anxiety pooled within her like an unwelcome guest. Why hadn’t he surfaced yet? When would he spring into action?

Could she bear to see the funeral rites concluded, to witness Theodore’s existence being erased from the world?

Heavy-hearted, a crimson hue tinged Ariana’s eyes.

repeated a mantra to herself-wait, just a little longer. If she

danced in her mind, the priest switched on the microphone, a religious text cradled in his hand, and addressed the gathering with the

to Aimee

utterance sparked an immediate furor among

this

have I not

amiss? Did the priest

murmurs filled the

frozen in place,

moments, she recognized the name Aimee Wallace as Theodore’s

Darian, after a moment of stunned silence, erupted in an indignant and agitated outburst, “What is this nonsense?! I didn’t

his glare threatening, but underneath, there was an undeniable undercurrent of panic he couldn’t conceal at

too, was caught off guard. Her usually rosy complexion turned

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