Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2368

Her hair was tousled by the wind, her eyes red with sorrow, almost pleading as she gazed at him. They both understood the immense courage it took for her to ask him to stay. However, the depth in his eyes flickered briefly with emotion before returning to a calm stillness.

"I'm sorry, Sylvia."

Sylvia looked up at him for a long time, a wave of panic and helplessness spreading from deep within, leaving her feeling cold and numb. She slowly released his hand and stepped back as her world suddenly quieted. All the buzz and glamor were now irrelevant to her.

She had believed that after the fireworks, the darkness would give way to dawn. But now she realized there was nothing but endless darkness, endless disappointment—disappointments that could shatter a person repeatedly. The joy she had felt was her own delusion, thinking she could make him stay. But the void after the joy was unbearable.

She turned away, tears suddenly falling. She still wasn't accustomed to crying in front of him, only allowing her emotions and tears to collapse where he couldn't see. Biting her lip hard, she refused to make a sound, not wanting him to hear, as her tears flowed freely. She turned her back on him, walking further and further away.

The bonfire party continued; someone changed the music to one of Erik's songs, but it wasn't the same anthem of faith.

The neon lights relit, the night growing wild, ironically finding herself running from love. Drunk in a foreign land, wondering if heaven forbids madness...

Some suffer for love, inevitably losing their way, gradually feeling a sense of weariness. Who is the hope in this life, beyond imagination? If not for the longing to return to you, I would have surrendered to fate long ago...

The melancholic music drifted with the wind, the night deepened, and the chill intensified.

Gabriel watched Sylvia's figure until it disappeared from view, then took out his phone to call Estelle. "Please take care of Sylvia for me."

Estelle nodded, "It was sudden; my brother left in a hurry without saying goodbye to anyone."

"What about Sylvia?" Magdalen frowned. She hadn't seen Sylvia later and thought she was with Gabriel, but that wasn't the case.

Estelle replied, "Sylvia went back to the hotel first."

Magdalen felt a sense of loss, truly caught off guard.