Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633 A Pearl

Necklace

Half an hour later, a soft rap echoed against the door of the apartment.

Samuel materialized at the threshold, Sharon’s anxious figure hovering behind him.

Sadie rushed forward without hesitation. “Sharon, I need to know–did the police definitively confirm those two burned bodies actually belonged to my parents?”

She searched Sharon’s face, her gaze brimming with fragile, desperate hope.

What if those long–ago identifications had been incorrect?

The possibility, once unleashed in her mind, refused to be silenced, growing louder with each passing second.

Sharon recoiled slightly, blindsided by the unexpected inquiry.

Confusion etched lines across her weathered face as she struggled to comprehend why Sadie would ask such a question.

Sharon retreated into distant memories, her forehead creasing with concentration. “The forensic technology then certainly paled compared to today’s methods. However, detectives discovered a pearl necklace adorning

the female victim–an accessory Mrs. Hudson habitually wore, and therefore…”

And thus, on this fragile evidence alone, authorities had established the identities of the departed.

To conclude definitively that the remains belonged to Sadie’s mother, Brenda, based merely on a strand of

pearls struck Sadie as appallingly premature.

A Jeaden weight pulled at Sadie’s heart, yet simultaneously, a whisper of possibility flickered anew within her.

If the authorities‘ entire determination had rested upon hothing more substantial than a pearl necklace, perhaps the entire identification process had been flawed.

She clasped Sharon’s weathered hand within her own and guided her toward Laura’s photograph.

Sadie indicated the pair of empty urns positioned beside the photograph. “Sharon, do these vessels look

familiar to you?”

Sharon’s attention shifted to the urns. At first, puzzlement clouded her features, then dawning recognition caused her pupils to constrict dramatically.

Disbelief overwhelmed her as she vigorously rubbed her eyes and bent forward for closer inspection.

Could these possibly be the very vessels she had personally chosen to house Dederick’s and Brenda’s earthly remains all those years ago?

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Chapter 633 A Pearl Necklace

The memory crystallized with startling darity–she had carefully deposited what she believed were their “ashes” into these containers and interred them with her own hands

How, then, could these sacred containers be empty?

The room tilted precariously around Sharon, her knees threatening to buckle beneath the weight of this

revelation.

Sadie nodded, her voice trembling “I went to Evergreen Cemetery earlier tonight, determined to finally bring my parents home. But when I opened them, the urns contained nothing but emptiness.”

The blood drained from Sharon’s face, leaving her complexion ashen and ghostlike.

She shook her head in vehement denial, her lips quivering uncontrollably. “No, it’s impossible… I distinctly

remember…”

She had unquestionably committed Dederick and Brenda to their final resting place with her own two hands! If these vessels had always been vacant, then what mysterious contents had she consigned to the earth all those years ago?

This horrifying revelation cascaded through her nervous system like ice water, chilling her to the marrow.

Sadie steadied the visibly distressed Sharon with a gentle arm. “Sharon, please try to remain calm. Did my parents leave behind any personal possessions?”

Such items might harbor crucial clues to unraveling this mounting mystery.

Sharon struggled to compose herself, summoning her memories with deliberate concentration. “Back then… everything descended into chaos, with most possessions consumed by the fire. Several personal trinkets belonging to Mrs. Hudson survived, alongside a handful of Mr. Hudson’s everyday items. I preserved some privately as keepsakes, while others accompanied their supposed ‘remains‘ into the earth.”

Suddenly, Sharon’s expression transformed as a vital memory surfaced, her eyes widening with newfound clarity.

With trembling urgency, she delved into the worn fabric of her tattered handbag.

Moments later, a diminutive brass key glinted against the rough landscape of her work–hardened palm. With ceremonial gravity, she extended the key–still radiating with her body’s warmth–toward Sadie. “Sadie, this unlocks my ancient safe. I’ve preserved several treasures belonging to your parents within its confines, believing someday they might find their way back to their family members. Now, providence suggests these very items might illuminate your path forward.”

Throughout the passing years, Sharon had frequently revisited these cherished mementos, each object summoning vivid recollections of Dederick’s and Brenda’s presence. Never once had she imagined these preserved fragments of the past might eventually serve as keys to unlock buried truths.

Sadie accepted the tiny key, which nonetheless weighed in her palm like a boulder, her heart churning with a tempest of conflicting emotions.

This humble metal sliver represented both the final tangible connection to her parents and her solitary beacon of hope for discovering what truly happened.

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