Chapter 23
“I don’t need another apology.”
After all, a late apology had no meaning.
Linda was too tired to care about these things. “William, I’m serious when I say my biggest hope for you is to never appear in my world again.”
His presence would affect her judgment.
“I won’t deny that I still have some feelings for you now. But these feelings won’t last much longer. We can only be passersby in each other’s life.”
Linda didn’t want to waste time going in circles with William. It was exhausting.
Of course, William understood this. In fact, since Chloe’s sudden appearance in Osmo, he had a feeling that Linda would also show up.
“If I had remembered sooner, would things have been different?” William asked.
“Yes.” Linda didn’t deny it. “If, after our child’s death, you could’ve trusted me or remembered our past, the outcome would’ve been different.”
Mentioning their unborn child, Linda’s heart ached.
That child was Linda’s eternal pain. That loss hurt even more than William’s distrust. They said a child was a piece of the mother’s own flesh.
Her child had never even gotten a chance to see the world.
“William, live a happy life with Ida. My blessing/still stands,” she said, exhausted.
With that, she hung up.
She raised a hand to wipe her face. To her surprise, there were no tears. Had she become so strong? If it were before, she would be bawling her eyes out.
Linda changed into a new set of clothes, bought two bouquets of flowers, and headed to her parents‘
graveyard.
This was Linda’s third time here.
In the past, her thoughts were occupied by William. She had wanted to visit her father and mother, Adeline Cotton, many times but changed her plans because of him.
her parents for love.
Looking back, she realized how ungrateful she had been. She had neglected her parents for love.
Linda put down the flowers and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe her parents‘ picture.
In the photo, her parents were smiling. It looked like they were smiling at her.
Chapter 23
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Linda kneeled and wept silently. “Mom, Dad, I’m sorry for not being a good daughter. I was too willful and let myself become like this. If I had listened to you back then, maybe the four of us would still be a happy
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