Doll 1770

Chapter 1770 Visiting The Cemetery

Meanwhile, behind the wheel, Vivian didn't know where to go-Zachary hadn't told her where they were going. With no clear destination, she simply kept driving, letting the open road decide their path.

Usually a chatterbox, Zachary was uncharacteristically silent today, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the window, lost in thoughts she couldn't decipher.

Several times, Vivian opened her mouth, wanting to offer him some words of comfort, but each time, she hesitated. In the end, the words remained lodged in her throat.

She had never been skilled at consoling others. All she could do was quietly accompany him, hoping he would find his own way to heal.

"Take a right turn ahead." Zachary finally spoke.

"Okay." Vivian did as told.

Following his directions, Vivian continued driving until the road narrowed into a secluded, winding path.

From a distance, she noticed a cemetery nestled halfway up the hill.

"You can stop here," Zachary said quietly.

"Okay."

halt, and he stepped out. Vivian followed suit, closing the door behind her

is this?"

replied, his voice void of

fell into step behind

rows of tombstones until Zachary finally stopped in front of one. Here, a couple lay

left, one on the right.

passed away far too soon, their lives cut

his parents. His expression

beside him and spoke. "I'm

had never visited the Sinclair family cemetery before. Ever since their marriage, George-knowing her aversion to large gatherings-had alwaysbeen considerate,

slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.

mean? I'm just stating facts. I am your wife, so

face, and for reasons he couldn't

Zachary's smile carried an air

Zachary spoke with quiet conviction. "Yes, she's my wife now. I've settled down, built a career. You'd

gentle breeze swept through, rustling the leaves and brushing against his

almost as if his

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