Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 355

It was both a blessing and a hope.

Standing beneath the falling snow, the young man gazed up at that bright splash of color on the mountainside. He lowered his hand to cover his reddened eyes, as

if to hide the tears threatening to fall, yet a smile tugged at the corners of his

mouth.

In all his nineteen years, he had never experienced anything like this journey- never felt something so profoundly moving, so unforgettable.

He thought to himself: I'll remember this for the rest of my life.

Beneath his hand, warm tears slipped down, falling onto the white snow where they left dark stains-marks that were quickly covered over by the relentless snowfall.

The world was silent, wrapped in wind and snow.

At the summit, the church awaited.

Mila stood at the church's entrance, her legs leaden as if weighed down with iron, each breath heavy and labored.

"You've come."

with his back

faltered. "Father... you knew I

But I heard your footsteps on the mountain path. The climb is not easy-come in, warm yourself

church. She made her way around to where

sank onto the cushion behind the table, murmured her thanks, and took a tentative sip. The tea's warmth slid down her throat, chasing away a bit of the

could protest, so she simply thanked him again and drank. Three

beneath lowered brows. His voice was steady,

your heart. Whatever you wish to say to

a respectful bow. When she looked up again, she realized the church doors had closed behind her, shutting out

cushion, looking up at the towering statue of Christ at the

finally made it here-yet she didn't know where to begin. All her questions had been answered. As the priest said, her heart was clear, her path certain. She had come for

voice was calm as she

attend the service, sprinkle themselves with holy water, light candles, pray for blessings, for health and peace. But I was never

"But Lord-"

year, I sneaked off to the oldest church in town. I dropped coins into every offering box, whispered wishes to every saint and angel I could find. I don't remember most of what I asked for, but I think some of

think You and I must have a

eyes bright in the candlelight. She

reverence, she