Cruel Destiny novel Chapter 36

Third Person POV

It was overcast weather but there was no rain. The black clouds had engulfed almost all the sky in his clutch.

It was the day after the death of two angels. The snow had stopped falling after midnight and clouds took over that.

They were now standing in a church for their funeral. Everyone was dressed in black just like the color of the clouds.

The caskets had been brought and now they just had to be lower down in the ground.

Andrea Thomas was sitting on a bench and staring ahead. She wasn't giving attention to the priest who had started the funeral speech.

She had lost the child whom she never met after delivering her. The child she yearned to meet when she got to know she was alive.

She turned her gaze toward her daughter who was lying in a casket along with her granddaughter.

She was looking so beautiful. She was not looking dead. It seemed like she was sleeping peacefully.

She never hated anyone like her parents who were the reason behind her daughter's misery.

Had she known that this would happen with her daughter, she would have aborted her.

Her child had been starving for a few days and here she was eating her meal.

How could she sleep in nights when her daughter had been working all day?

She was the worst mother in this entire world. No mother should watch her child's death before her.

Had she started her search for her ignoring her parent's lies, her daughter would have been alive.

But now it was too late. She could just hope that her daughter and granddaughter will be at peace in heaven.

Her husband squeezed her shoulders gently. He couldn't do anything other than comforting her.

He had heard a lot about Natasha in their 19 years of marriage. He had tried to find her too but his wife's parents had her well hidden.

Tears fell from Andrea's eyes and she closed them and whispered "Rest in peace, my angels."

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A person was sitting inside the church with red eyes whose tears had not stopped.

His gaze was on the angels who were lying inside the coffin. He was none other than Liam.

He was wearing a black suit with no tie. His hair was messy. His eyes were reflecting on what he was feeling inside. Dead.

He just wanted to go back in time and begged for Natasha's forgiveness.

If he had done that, they wouldn't be dead. He just had to man up and accepted his responsibility.

He was silent throughout the whole ordeal. He didn't say anything when Adam asked him to confess what he wanted.

He had nothing to say to anyone. He had done anything but good with her.

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The casket had been brought to the cemetery to get them buried.

Scott was mourning the loss of his second love. He had watched his pregnant wife getting buried.

That time he was devastated but this time he was dead from inside.

It didn't matter to him that she had refused his love. His love for her didn't falter.

In that case, he had hoped that she would come back to him anytime she wanted.

He would have waited forever for her. But now she was dead and will never come back to him.

He had not been lying when he said that he was ready to accept Scarlett.

When he first started to love her, he knew that she was pregnant with someone's child.

From that day, he had started dreaming about their little family where he would give her the love she deserves.

Along with her, he would love little Scarlet and would try to become the best dad for her.

But now it was just a dream for him. A dream which will never come true.

He wiped the tears which had fallen from his eyes and whispered "Rest in peace, my loves."

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Now it was time to bury them inside the grave. Scott came forward toward the coffin, making everyone confused.

Natasha's family didn't know about their friendship or that Scott has feelings for her.

Scott knelt and grabbed Natasha's cold hand. Her hand was soft and beautiful just like her.

A couple of tears fell from his eyes when the hand, which he has been clasping, never moved.

He kissed the back of her hand and mumbled "Rest Natasha. Now no one will trouble you. I love you. Always have, always will."

He then clutched the little hand of Scarlett and kissed it gently as he did with Natasha.

"No need to be afraid, little Scarlett. Your Mumma is with you. Sleep sweety."

He then pulled away even though he wanted to stay with them. He didn't want them to leave him.

No one said anything even though all was confused about his relationship with her.

It was then Liam decided that he had to do it. He had to say goodbye to his daughter and his love.

He sat down on his knees and grabbed Natasha's hand just like Scott did.

It took every ounce of power for Scott to control himself from pulling his hand away from her.

But he didn't want to create any scene at her funeral. It was supposed to give her peace.

"I am so sorry, Natasha. Please forgive me. I had given you nothing but problems. I was supposed to take care of you and look at what I did. Please forgive me. I love you."

He was crying through his speech. He doesn't want to believe that she is dead.

He had never cared about her when she was alive and here he was crying at his funeral.

He left her hand and caressed her cheek. He leaned down to kiss her lips one last time.

He then turned to say goodbye to his kid. His flesh. His blood. Which he never had accepted till her death.

"You were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen after your mother. I am sorry, baby, that I couldn't be the father you deserve. Forgive me, Scarlett. I love you."

Just as he was about to touch her cheek, he heard the most dangerous voice he had ever heard.

"Don't you dare touch her"

He froze and pulled back his hand and turned back to face the terrifying woman who was on a mission.

The mission to kill him.

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Kelly took a step forward with a cold face. There was no emotion on her face.

She had cried enough and promised herself that she won't cry anymore.

She wanted to destroy the man who was standing in front of her. How dare he try to touch her Scarlett?

She took another threatening step and stood in front of him. She looked at his face which was filled with tears.

She scoffed loudly and without warning punched him hard. He stumbled but that didn't subsidize her anger.

She slapped him this time and didn't stop until Adam pulled her back.

"Leave me. I'll kill that bastard. You are dead, Liam Knights." She screamed and wriggled in Adam's arm.

"Stop, Kelly. Why are you hitting him?" Adam asked her in confusion

She turned to face him and stared into his blue eyes with surprise. He was just like the last time she had seen him.

But now it was not the time to focus on him. It was about her best friend who was lying there in the casket with her daughter.

She removed his hands from her and moved toward Liam who was wiping the blood from his lips.