Chapter 13 Only Love

However, Cecilia had proven that, despite her disability, she could play the piano, dance, and sing just as well as anyone else. She was in no way inferior to those without disabilities.

These news reports had served as a beacon of hope for Calvin, helping him find the strength to pick himself up during his darkest days.

As Calvin recounted his own accomplishments, Cecilia found herself almost forgetting the person she had once been.

After Calvin escorted her to her place of residence, Cecilia offered him a small, grateful smile. “Thank you,” she said softly. “I almost forgot who I used to be.”

Calvin, noticing her fragility, took her out for a meal. Throughout the day, he considerately avoided asking about what had transpired after Cecilia’s marriage.

After settling into her new place, Cecilia realized there were only a few days left until mid-May, the day she and Nathaniel had agreed to finalize their divorce.

Reflecting on the promise she had made to Paula, she journeyed to the graveyard one morning.

She first visited her father’s tombstone. Gazing at the kind image of her father in the photograph, a roughness caught in Cecilia’s throat. “Dad, I miss you so much.”

A gentle breeze softly caressed Cecilia’s cheek, bringing a bittersweet sting to her nose. “Dad, you’d be mad at me if I came to see you, wouldn’t you?” she whispered.

She reached out, gently removing the fallen leaves from the tombstone, one by one. “I know I should be strong, but… I’m sorry…”

After standing in front of the tombstone for a considerable time, Cecilia finally decided to leave.

Before heading back, she bought an urn and visited a photography studio. Under the curious gazes of the staff, she had a black-and-white photo taken.

On the way back, she stared out the car window, lost in thought. Her phone rang, breaking her reverie—it was Martha.

“How have you been lately, Ceci?” Martha’s gentle voice asked.

Cecilia forced a smile. “I’ve been doing well.”

Martha sighed in relief but then scolded her lightly, “Who told you to sneakily give me money? I didn’t use it—I saved it for you. If you ever want to start a business or something…”

money in secret. Martha, being a simple country woman, had saved

Martha’s concerned nagging, tears

you used to when I was little?” Cecilia asked, her

puzzled. Cecilia repeated, “On the fifteenth, I’d like

didn’t understand why she had to wait until then, she agreed. “All right, on

come in for a follow-up

account, noting she still had over a hundred thousand left—money she planned to leave for

few days in Tudela had been marked by relentless

on her door, she wouldn’t hear him. Occasionally, when he spoke, she had to focus on the shape of his lips to understand

river. Do you want to go see them in two days?”

moment to

the riverside every Saturday. It was said that couples who watched the fireworks together would

got married, Cecilia had once tried to see the fireworks with Nathaniel, but he had coldly rejected her. Despite

and Calvin went to watch the

Boom!

the sky, their

the sky, tears brimming in

her face, he sensed that she wasn’t truly happy. “I’ll be staying in Tudela this year. From now on, we can watch

knew she couldn’t make that

the show ended. She declined Calvin’s offer to walk her home, choosing instead to walk alone along

bustling with people, but despite the crowd, Cecilia thought she caught

she saw someone who even slightly resembled him, she would think

she noticed an entertainment news segment on a large

returned to win back your first love. Have you achieved your

it. Instead, she said, “At eight o’clock tonight, he and I

of their relationship. As Cecilia crossed the street, a song dedicated to

entire life, I’ve only ever loved Nathaniel. How did

ago when she returned home alone. She saw Nathaniel from next door,

how, back in school, after she had been bullied, Nathaniel’s intervention felt like divine intervention. There were times when their parents teased them, saying that when they

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