My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 145

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After half an hour of driving, a convoy of three SUVs arrived at the entrance of Flavian Cemetery. From the lead vehicle stepped the striking couple, returning to Valentia after what felt like an eternity away. The man took the woman’s land and helped her out of the SUV. A bodyguard handed them the bouquet of white peonies before stepping back to follow at a respectful distance. The couple needed privacy for this deeply personal moment, but their security detail remained vigilant, positioned discreetly around. them. 

“Let’s go, my beloved Valerie,” the man said softly, gesturing down one of the many paths in the cemetery. “According to Frederick, it’s this way.” 

“Let’s go…” Valerie replied, clutching the bouquet tightly in one hand while holding her husband’s hand with the other. 

They walked silently through the rows of tombstones and niches until they reached the columbarium. There, they found the plaque engraved with the name, birth date, and death date of the dearly departed. Below the dates was an inscription, chosen by the man who stood by Valerie’s side: 

“And bit by bit, we lost our peace, our love, and our time…” 

The man released Valerie’s hand and stepped back, allowing her a few moments alone. She stood before the plaque that marked the final resting place of her cherished friend and first great love. Words swirled in her mind, too many to say, and too little time to express them all. 

Valerie placed her delicate hand on the plaque as though touching a face. Her trembling fingers brushed against the cold surface, and a lump rose in her throat. Tears streamed silently from beneath her oversized sunglasses. Carefully, she placed the bouquet of white peonies in the small vase affixed to the plaque, and at last, she found her voice. 

“My beloved Peter… I’ve returned. I will find the one who did this to you, and I won’t rest until they pay for taking your life.” Valerie’s words spilled out with raw anguish, her tears falling freely. 

Her fist clenched, and she struck the plaque. A pained cry escaped her lips. The memories of her last moments with Peter overwhelmed her–the playful conversation, the craving for pizza he’d mentioned in passing. And then, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. No farewell, no time to hold him one last time. 

The man, who had been standing at a distance, moved quickly to her side. He wrapped her in a firm embrace, pulling her close, his presence a silent promise that she was not alone. 

“It still hurts,” Valerie whispered, her voice breaking I never got to see where he would rest. And look how much time had to pass before I could even visit.” She tilted her head up to face him. 

As she did, the man removed her sunglasses, revealing her tear–streaked almond eyes, glistening with pain. He gently wiped her tears with his thumb, his touch tender and grounding 

“My beloved Valerie,” Marcus said, his voice steady but charged with emotion. “I know nothing will bring Peter back. But this time, we will have justice. Frank Levett will not escape. He will know what it’s like to live in hell. And when he wishes for death, we will deny him that mercy. He will watch as misfortune consumes his family.” 

“Marcus…” Valerie replied, her voice trembling but resolute. “He must pay for everything he’s done to 

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