Perched on the gravestone was a photo of a woman who was wearing a bright grin, yet she wasn't able to smile like that anymore.
"Jenna," Aldrich wiped off beads of raindrops on the photo with his handkerchief. In a serious tone, he said, "I'm sorry for being late."
All of the complex feelings in his mind were contained in such few words. Such a short remark yet contained his sorrow, regrets, and guilt for the woman.
With the soliloquy of the moments, he quietly stared at the photo, and his eyes gradually became wet.
All this time, he owed her a lot of grief because of his youthful arrogance. He was so careless, not thinking about the consequences of his acts after all these years. Although he wanted to make up with her for his mistakes, he never had the opportunity to do that especially now, when everything was too late.
With bitter tears in his eyes, he gently touched the cold gravestone with hands full of age spots. Staring forward, he let out a deep sigh. "Aaron is full of promise. I'm old enough to step down, and I'm relieved to have him take over for me. Jenna, you bore me a good son." With emotions of mixed thankfulness and regret, he smiled as he looked down at the photo. "He's exactly as arrogant as me when I was young, and he always manages to get anything he wants. He was so very me." Together with the cold gush of the steamy air, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Now that he's able to handle everything by himself, there's nothing for me to worry about anymore. I'm planning to settle down in the Netherlands. I will build a garden there and enjoy a life without disputes. Jenna, see you in my next life. If we can come across each other again, I will definitely love you with all my heart and be together with you just as what you wanted. I am so sorry for everything."
The raindrops that thinned earlier suddenly fell down heavily from the edges of his umbrella and on his body. The cold and the chill reminded him of the sadness in his heart and the woeful fact that would never change.
"Sir, we need to get back now," the driver said as he took one step forward towards him. "It seems that the rain is growing heavier."
Wiping his tears dry, Aldrich sighed with resignation and nodded. For one last time, he stared at the smiling face on the photo before turning around to leave. He took his walking stick from the driver and slowly walked away from the grave.
Aldrich left all his regrets and misery on the gravestone. He felt a little relieved and light-hearted as he sincerely asked for an apology in Jenna's grave. With the heavy downpour of the rain, he wished that all the miseries he had left would be drowned together with the rain and be forgotten with the rising of the sun the next day.
Meanwhile, Ximena snapped out of her trance and looked towards Aaron. She fluttered her eyelids which were wet with raindrops, and her vision blurred.
All of a sudden, she felt confused and felt her head was a little heavy. She didn't know whether it was because of the man in her blurry vision or because of her own complicated mind. Trying to free her mind from all the thoughts that troubled her, she felt that her defenses were starting to collapse under his own tenderness. She was uneasy about it because she was afraid that Aaron was just pretending to treat her softly and with all considerations.
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