When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Never would I have expected that that would be the last time I saw her.

When we got in the car, Ashton took my hand in his, his warm hand soothed me. I glanced sideways at him and said weakly, “That kid, I…”

“You did your best!” He patted me and said comfortingly, “Don’t blame yourself. You did what you could, so just leave the rest in the hand of fate. The child came and left this world as a pure person, and this is probably the best way out for her. that she left. It’s the people who are left behind that suffer the most.”

Yeah, those left behind without seeing any hope in life are the people who suffer the most.

Sasha’s parents were already waiting when we arrived at the airport. Their hair had turned white, and their faces were now covered with wrinkles and vicissitudes of life since I last saw them. Looking at the two of them made me heartbroken. They had gone through so much suffering and even had to deal with the passing of their own child and even their grandchild. Most people could never imagine the number of distressing events they had gone through in their lives.

When they saw us, Sasha’s mother, who probably had cried her tears dry, looked at me with a dry smile. “Mrs. Fuller, we’ve troubled you too much. We can never repay your kindness in this lifetime.”

I shook my head slightly and looked at her. “Mrs. Brooks, don’t overthink this. Come, get in the car!”

Sasha’s father was not a man of many words. Thus, he remained silent throughout the ride as he hugged Renee’s urn tightly. The sight caused tears to well up in my eyes.

both filled with exhaustion, most likely because they had not rested well in a long

by their expressions, they probably could not stomach anything. I sighed softly and gave up

already cost tens of thousands. When we arrived, the elderly couple got off the

behind them as they walked. Shane’s gambling addiction had caused the family to lose most of their relatives, and since Renee was

lonely, empty funeral neither had a stream of people coming to see Renee off

to send over some funeral items for children? It’s Renee’s

Sasha’s parents had spent all their money just to treat the child’s illness. They wanted to give her the best, but reality forced them to bid their

reply and walked

any further. Perhaps he had gotten used to such a sight since he was working in a place full of sorrowful parting. He had seen too many families having to part and was used to

the staff at the funeral home had arrived and proceeded with the burial processes and customs. Reluctant to let Renee go, Sasha’s mother looked at me with her eyes

comforted her, saying that everything would be fine as long

for a child, the sky had already darkened by the time the funeral ended. Sasha’s father squatted